Weights and Colds
Not long after returning to London post Christmas, Catherine got a stinking cold. On Monday, I ended up with it. Doesn’t seem as bad as hers – I haven’t been bad enough to take time off work – but it seems to help if I don’t think too much (which means work hasn’t exactly been 100% productive), and I don’t exactly have a lot of energy which makes burning off the quite frankly ridiculous half a stone of weight that I put on at Christmas, a little hard.
That in itself is a little annoying given that over autumn last year I joined the gym and managed to lose (and importantly keep off) half a stone… I don’t normally eat or drink badly – certainly not at home – but you know how it is when you eat out a lot. And indeed before Christmas I was out an insane number of nights which won’t have helped.
Still, c’est la vie. It will go again at some point – it will be helped when I feel well again and do some proper sessions in the gym once more. And we all need time to enjoy ourselves every now and then.