Friday, 16 August 2013

Response 2: a positive way

I jump out of bed at 6am, time for a two hour work out, abs and legs today.

Step onto the weighing scales, not good, that piece of chocolate on Sunday really did stick to my hips!

In the gym I feel at home, soon start to feel the burn.  Visualise the fat steaming from my pores, one more rep, just one more rep.

Shaking a protein mix I measure out my food for the day, nothing over, nothing under. Lazy people disgust me, their lack of will power and drive.


After four hours in A&E I’m told that I’ve torn my hamstring.  Two months of rest, I can barely rest for two minutes.  This is going to drive me insane.

I turn on the box, Jeremy Kyle; I wonder what all the fuss is about?

2 hours later and I’m still on the sofa, maybe just one more donut…

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