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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