Dieting, Eleven Times Two
Day Seven. A WHOLE week without sugar, caffeine, salt, and bread… and you know what, I don’t even miss it. Yeah sure there’s still a slight hankering for a chocolate HobNob after dinner, but I don’t miss tea and coffee at all, I don’t feel like I need it to get me through the day anymore. The weekend has been …
Dieting, Eleven Times Two
I appreciate the irony of the heading of this post – but aside from the fact I can have neither butter or a roll, the terminology is bang on. I am so focused and driven on this cleanse (a happy side effect – but also how I am anyway), and with how it is going and where it is taking …
Dieting, Eleven Times Two
First off, let me get this off my chest before my OCD riddled brain pops off my shoulders and makes a mess that I would have to immediately clean up. I am SO pissed off the I got triple 4’s on day 5! Why? WHY?! My blog is Eleven Times Two, AKA ‘1 1 1 1’ – FOUR OF THEM! …
Dieting, Eleven Times Two
Day Four: HALFWAY (ish – maths is not my strong point) THROUGH. I woke up, dying of thirst again, so either that’s a: a side effect, b: I’m not drinking enough or c: someone broke in and poured a bucket of sand in my mouth while I was asleep. It mostly felt like the latter – I don’t care how …
Dieting, Eleven Times Two
Only a short blog today as I’ve just got home (It’s 11.26pm) after setting out at 7.30am and I’m tired, I’m pissed off and I’m hungry. The day started off so well (and come mid-afternoon I had a massive smile on my face, but that’s another story – one that I’ll keep to myself). I made it all the way …
Dieting, Eleven Times Two
Day Two of Clean 9 and I woke up more thirsty than a basic bitch pretending she ‘didn’t know’ about that nip slip on her latest Instagram selfie. How, I will never know, as I drank enough water to worry that I might drown my brain yesterday. I got up, and for the first time in as long as I …
Dieting, Eleven Times Two
Last September, I fell off my 6″ heels and broke my foot, at a night called ‘Break Stuff’ ironically enough. (I also did my ligament in in the process because, you know, go hard or go home.) I’ve always been something of a fitness enthusiast, and as I was recently single I not only had the spare time but also …
Dating, Eleven Times Two
Yup, that’s right. A record breaker. I’ve broken many things in my 32 years, a foot, more iPhone screens than I care to admit, balls, a few hearts, most recently my favourite mug… but today I surpassed myself and broke an actual record: I went on a date that lasted approximately 43 minutes. Call Guinness – get this printed in …
Eleven Times Two
Right, here we go then, it’s high time I buckled down and got blogging again. 2017 is well underway, and although a little late to the game, March is the time when I actually crack on with some of my ‘resolutions’ and start the year as I mean to go on. To say the past month has been life-affirming would …
