You know the ones, they sneak into your wardrobe at night and make your clothes small….. if I ever catch them, I’ll put down my bowl of wedges/glass of wine/block of chocolate and send them back to never never land. Why is it they seem to be more active in winter??
I don’t really see the benefit to winter, and not just because of the extra kg’s acquired. Apart from those lucky animals who get to snooze through most of it.. oh to be a bear.. anyway. Who benefits? What good is the world when it is cold, dark, and dreary? Yes we have winter coats. And boots. Thank god. But other than that.. its pointless.
oh sorry.. i forgot football.. how silly of me (insert sarcasm here)
I think I’m a little jaded due to living in Melbourne
And do you know who else I blame? Master chef. Yes, its getting into the depths of winter and the only thing to watch on tv is master chef, which inspires me to make chocolate fondant, pork belly and maybe a 7 layer white chocolate creation .. you know, all that healthy stuff. Wonderful.
My last post about getting out there, I take it back! I went out there alright, ran along the beach and the wind nearly gave me frostbite. Inside exercises here we come. Maybe a spot of coffee table arm crunches? Or what’s that saying? You got a door? You got a gym. I might look into that.
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