New readers start here; Our heroine had successfully lost over 60 lbs, but has slowly gained back a stone. Shocked at the shocking state of her, she resolves to do without sugar for 100 days.

And that you all should hear about it, you lucky people.

Now read on…

Yes, I did miss a day’s blogging. Mainly because I had nothing to boost about. I got to the pool late, and when I was getting dressed my swim cap both tore in half and slapped me across the face. I managed to be both inconvenienced and insulted at the same time.

“You’re not the boss of me! Owww!”

So brainbox here gave the swim a miss yesterday. Didn’t have any sugar, but didn’t have any righteous glow about me either. And it was a cold day, so went home, ate pasta, and slept.

This morning, it seems that the alarm went off and I decided that it was a fine idea in theory, but in reality not for me. I seem to have shut it off and gone right back to sleep.

I hardly need to credit this, do I? It’s clearly my own creation.

I woke up an hour later, with about twenty minutes to move before I really was late for work. Managed to get myself here just before 9am, but no swim for me today. And really I know I should be guilty, but that’s mostly what I’m guilty about, I’m not. 

I’m tired. Really, really tired, like weary, uninspired, worn out. I try to complete so much and I’m getting more and more discouraged because the weight is still on, the books are still unwritten, the mountain seems unending.

I’m pushing myself hard, and I don’t the results are really worth it.