I’ve fallen off the fitness wagon.

There are plans to start again, but at the moment the stress of my flatmates combined with University has pushed me to the chocolate box. I started wondering what had happened to me, regarding my size, during the past fortnight. Do you know what I realised?

Chocolate is my emotional comfort. I turn to my dearest friend when everything goes to pot. Which coinsidentally happens an awful lot.

I am going to take those first steps again, and try again at becoming a healthier version of myself. This means finding a way to reduce the stress in my life…


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