I have come back from my holidays, and apparently I ate everything because I’m nearly 15kg over my regular weight. Ggggggnh. I’m off the biscuits and on the bike for the next couple of months.

It was a very pleasant holiday though and there was sea and culture and stuff. I have no regrets. But work was moderately hectic before I left, and mild stress combined with the availability of delicious treats while everyone’s off school has had the obvious effect… the lard has crept on over the past couple of months. I’m soooo angry with myself.

So, from now on…. don’t eat the fucking biscuit, Neil. (And sleep more.)

Is Biscuits Anonymous a thing?