Broken Phone + Broken Car = Broken Diet
It’s not been a good week. I’ve broken my phone, broken my car and broken my diet. After last weeks amazing weight loss I was on a high, on a role and going to be a great week – or so I thought.
I knew I was taking my Grandchildren out on Good Friday so I was extra good from Monday to Thursday. So when we set off to Alnwick Castle and Gardens I knew I could have a little treat. It was a lovely day. The sun was shining and we had great fun in the gardens, taking part in the Easter Bunny hunt and completing the Fairytale Trail to rescue Beauty before heading off to the Treehouse for lunch.
And that’s where it all started to go downhill. I ordered a sausage sandwich as I knew I could have a treat. Only then I spotted the homemade leek and potato soup so ordered that as well. And you have to have a drink to wash it all down. And they had my favourite Fentimans’ Ginger Beer. I just couldn’t resist.
I knew I was on the limit of my calorie allowance so decided not to have dessert or eat any chocolate so it would be ok. Then on the way to the castle disaster struck. I dropped my phone. I’ve dropped it before and it’s been fine so I just picked it up. It was only a bit later when I went to take a photo that I saw the damage. My phone is broken!
Now I know I can get it fixed but at the time I just felt miserable. So when the kids got an ice-cream I had one too. I say one. What I mean is two very large scoops of farm made ice-cream – that’s the kind made with lots of double cream. Well I had to cheer myself up somehow.
With Friday written off as a disaster I woke up on Saturday determined to be good. And I was. But Easter Sunday was another story. I invited the family round for lunch (sausage and mash – so not ideal diet food) and set up an Easter Egg hunt for the kids. But I’d bought low fat sausages for me and wouldn’t be having any Easter eggs so it would be ok.
I went to collect my Daughter-in-law and Grandchildren and as I parked the car the button for the handbrake fell off. It’s not a normal handbrake. It’s one of those new ones where you just pull the button up and the brake comes on, then goes off automatically when you start to drive. I swear I didn’t do anything wrong. I just flicked it up and it actually came off in my hand.
I tried to put it back on – nothing. My Daughter-in-law, my Nephew and my Son all tried – nothing. The car still works. The brake goes on automatically when I turn the engine off. But it’s not really safe to drive very far and will have to go in to be fixed. My car is broken!!
I was supposed to be starting Challenge #32 on Monday by going on a road trip that would include Challenges #9 (Northern Lights), #20 (ferry across the Mersey) and #27 (Fairy Pools of Skye). All of which had to be cancelled. To say I was disappointed was the understatement of the year.
And what does a chocoholic do on Easter Sunday when they’re fed up? They eat Easter eggs. Several off them. And if it’s me you also eat proper sausages and some Easter cake.
My diet is well and truly broken!!! So when I got on the scales yesterday I wasn’t expecting good news.
And the result is……………..
I’ve gained 2lb and the Charlie Cookson Foundation have gained £4. It could have been worse I suppose. And I should have done was got straight back on my diet. But I didn’t. I couldn’t bring myself to. So yesterday I ate more chocolate and salted peanuts and plenty of other fattening things. But today I’m over it.
I’m eating healthy and I’m going to fix my phone, fix my car and fix my diet.
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