Wearing my gym gear.
Am I going to the gym, I hear you ask?
Gosh no!! My feet hurt so I did not want to wear my jeans and trainers as that is a mahoosive fashion fail, so I wore my gym gear so I looked like I was going to work out.
In reality, I was going to pick up Scarlett from my parents and stuff my face with food. Gym clothes are incredibly useful for when you have over indulged!
I will have a workout in a bit when I have to scrub the bath to get rid of the remnants of the glitter from my bath bomb last night. I did look like a glittery angel though.
I have hit a brick wall with my keeping fit. I was aiming to look like this....
But I struggle to even get my ass up, let alone get some of it off.
Scarlett said I had a fat tummy earlier and asked if I was having a baby. I swiftly put down her Lindt bunny that I was eating and did 10 squats. Every little helps right?
I do have the ultimate reason to get into a bikini though, as this is where I will be spending Christmas this year...
The tickets are booked, so I best go and do a few more squats.
Oh and I am working on making my fabulous club Worthing Delight come to life for people like me who need a bit of encouragement to stay off the chocolate, though I have a feeling that my idea of meeting in a pub may not be the best idea...
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