Went on my long day's journey into Kent yesterday and stopped off at Starbucks before 8AM. They have a habit in Starbucks of occasionally throwing new things into their menus, and I decided while not exactly to extend the bubble in my perspex walls as such, to try something new for the sheer curiosity of it, without letting it touch my core resolve at all.
Which is how I came to breakfast on a banana yoghurt frappucino.
In case you're wondering, yes, it was entirely as noxious as it probably sounds.
The good thing about this of course is that it lessens to zero any potential 'gateway' likelihood the move might have latently had, to get me swigging down buckets of sugar and fat in frappucino form. In fact if anything, it acted entirely in the opposite direction, to make me stick to what I know and what can be calorifically controlled.
Didn't go walking this morning - didn't get in till close to midnight last night and this morning my legs were spasming and rubbery. Oh, I should say - after this yoghurtastrophe, I had a toasted cheese and tomato sandwich on Tonbridge station, and a small packet of nuts en route from Paddington to Cardiff, along with several more regular coffees.
And peculiarly, despite it being a day of no particular exercise and an awful lot of sitting on trains, managed to achieve my Gestapo Phone's demanded 10,000 steps.
So - today no walking early, though I haven't yet given up on the idea of going walking this evening. So far today, just the regulation three Weetabix with semi-skimmed and one large mug of coffee, also semi-skimmed.
The odd thing really is that today feels like Tuesday because I only normally travel cross country on a Monday for the UberCommute. Am going for one of those next Wednesday too, to by a week today, I probably won't know what day, month or year it is. Still, as long as the flesh keeps Disappearing...
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