On Plan Pizza?

A couple of weeks ago Tesco launched a whole new range of vegan meals. Most of them are right up my street, and lately some of the range has even been added to the Syns database (a miracle in itself, Slimming World are so slow with thing like that). All of them are really reasonable in syns, ranging from about 1.5 syns to 9. That is, all of them with the exception of THE PIZZAS! There are two pizzas available, but the one that caught my eye was the sourdough caponata pizza.

They didn’t have it in the Tesco Extra closest to me (they only had two out of the whole range which is twelve different meals I believe) so this morning I took a trip to the extra Tesco Extra a little bit further away. I’d say they had most of the range there with maybe two or three exceptions, but they had the pizza I’ve been so desperate to try!


Fortunately/unfortunately, depending on what way you look at it, they also had the BBQ butternut mac, BBQ beans and mash and a naked burrito, all of which are low in syns and have had good feedback. I’m especially excited about the BBQ butternut mac but that has the longest shelf life so I’m eating that on Sunday.

So back to this pizza. Although I could have frozen it, I weighed up my options and decided to eat it for breakfast. As you do.

I diligently recorded it in my food diary, and worked out how many syns I should have for the rest of the week to make up for it. I will try to have slightly less, because I rarely eat the full weekly allowance of 105 and don’t want to test things to the limit after my successful loss this week!

I also checked out my Fitbit stats because I’m having an excellent week. I’ve smashed my step goal every single day, my calorie burn has been higher than usual, and I’ve been doing regular sessions on the exercise bike. In fact I’m going to do one after this blog, and try to make it 5 sessions a week in future. I’ve been watching an episode of Rick and Morty during each session, which is entertaining enough to keep me going for the duration.

The point is, on paper the pizza (which was 652 calories/32.5 syns) shouldn’t even make the slightest bit of difference to my weight loss. I am still panicking a little, because there’s a voice in the back of my mind saying I’ve messed everything up even though I know I haven’t. I have remained completely in control and completely on plan, and being able to handle having a treat that I really want is key to my future success. I’ve tried this before, and nine times out of ten I let it get to me and everything goes wrong.

But I’m determined to change my mindset, because I want yummy vegan food in my future. It makes me happy!

And practice makes perfect.

So how was the pizza I hear you ask? It was delicious, and worth every single syn. It is expensive at £4 per pizza, but I found it as good as restaurant pizzas and would be happy to pay that occasionally in the future. It definitely won’t be a regular purchase!


Thanks for reading,

Hayley x


Back on the Right Track

I weighed myself this morning and let out the most enormous sigh of relief – I lost 3.5 lbs! That takes my total loss to 6 st 6 lbs and leaves me with 2 st 2 lbs to go till I reach target. I’m still convinced I wouldn’t have lost much if I hadn’t been so, so good, but who cares? It worked out for the best!

Today there is no time to relax. I’ve just completed my 10k steps for the day, nice and early so anything more is a bonus, and once this blog is finished I’m jumping on the exercise bike for a 30 minute workout. Then tonight I’ll be on my feet for 7.5 hours too, and it all adds up. After my workout and a shower I’ll try my best to get a pre-work nap, otherwise I will struggle big time to get through my shift.

I’ve been doing some calculations and if I stay on track (I intend to) and don’t let anything distract me (as I did in the whole second half of last year) then I can comfortably be at target by the 1st of May. It would be so amazing to be there before my holiday, which is at the end of May. I just have to stay focussed. For now though I will put that goal out of my mind because it’s too far away, and just concentrate on the next seven days.

I’ve reached my first goal of the year – to get back into the 14 stone bracket, and if I lose 2 lb I’ll get my 6-and-a-half stone award back. Fingers crossed.

There really isn’t much else for me to tell you, so I’ll keep it short and sweet for today. I just had to tell you about my results though, didn’t I!

Thanks for reading,

Hayley x

Remember This Day

I use Google to backup all of my photos, and every now and then I get a little ‘remember this day’ notification pop up. I think it’s a sign that my life is actually pretty good that I look back on these memories either with ‘that was cool, I’d love to do that again’, ‘what an awesome day that was’ or ‘boy I’m glad things have changed since then’.

Today’s reminder was from 2015. My boyfriend at the time’s niece had been given a camera for Christmas and we’d gone over to be her guinea pigs. I knew I’d hate the photos of me, but I also knew I was ready to start trying to lose weight again and they would serve as excellent ‘before’ photos. As it happened it was another year-and-a-half before I really knuckled down and started losing weight, but they are still handy for that purpose.


I’d say I’m pretty pleased with my progress so far, even if it isn’t quite as fast right now as I’d like to be!

When I was last in work I got talking to the most awesome man. I instantly liked him anyway when he first started a few months ago, because he is simply so full of life. Most newbies especially are so dejected, as they often don’t realise how much physical work can be involved working in a warehouse, but this guy looks as if nothing on earth could bring him down. Sometimes it’s like he’s like the only alive person in a sea of ghosts, and I can’t help but grin whenever he passes. He is an awesome dude.

As if that wasn’t already enough he also used to be overweight so he knows the struggle, and when I mentioned I wanted to get fitter he was so encouraging! He even offered to draw me up a running plan and assured me that anyone can run, even if they don’t think they have it in them. I don’t think I’m ready to start seriously thinking about running yet, even though it’s something I’m always considering in the back of my head.

He got an early finish from work because he was going out running that morning with his daughter, and that was just the icing on top of a very awesome cake. What a fantastic geezer, and how nice to take the number of people at work who share an interest with me up to the grand total of two!

This morning I got up when my alarm went off at 7am. As soon as I moved I realised I had the most atrocious headache, and my first thought was finally. I haven’t gone mad, it’s just that a really thumping headache is a sure sign that my hormones are sorting themselves out and things will surely improve. So I took some painkillers and laid down for another hour.

Sure enough once they’d kicked in I was back to my normal self, so I got up, had breakfast and walked into town. The weather this morning was bloody awful but thankfully I brought my camera with me because what did I see but a pair of these!


Nope, they are not floating, feathery quenelles. They are young swans! I was especially excited because I haven’t seen swans in the local park for years. At least not since the council filled in their favourite pond and built a housing estate on top of it.


I do hope they stick around, although they were nowhere to be seen on my way back home again. There wasn’t much to be seen at all though, as it was pouring down with rain at this point and only the ducks were still out and about.

Now I have a whole load of fairly boring stuff to do with the rest of my day so I’d best get on. I may be hindered by the fact that I have everything crossed for weigh in tomorrow. Wish me luck!

Thanks for reading,

Hayley x

Doing Everything I Can

My head is not in a good place. As always it’s probably hormonal, and since it’s been gradually getting worse month-by-month, and I’m at the end of my prescription, in two days time I’ll be knocking the pill on the head. I was struggling before I started taking it too, but it’s worse now than it was before. Let’s see what happens without it again!

Over the last couple of days I’ve really started to feel slimmer, and I was so convinced I’d lost weight that I had a sneak peek (I know, I know!) and I’m totally confused. I know my body, and normally my weight fluctuates wildly. I know it’s normal, and I can deal with it. What I can’t deal with, which I think is why it’s bothering me so much, is being stuck and the exact same weight for a week. This never, ever happens to me. My body is a suddenly a stranger to me.

There could be so many different factors at play, but to give me the best chance of a loss I’ve employed all of the tactics I know.

This week I’ve upped the speed foods, double checked syn values and healthy extra quantities, taken extra care with weigh in and measuring, lowered my carb intake, increased my activity (but haven’t gone mad) changed up my B choices… and nothing so far has made a blind bit of difference.

I’m hoping I can do something by Tuesday, so until then I’m cutting out my beloved salt on my dinners. And although I need it to get through tonight’s shift, from tomorrow morning until Tuesday, no more caffeine. I’m desperate. I want a loss so badly.

#onplanjan is still a major factor in me not throwing in the towel. I can’t stand the thought that after all the broken promises to myself before Christmas that I’ll backtrack on my plans yet again. I can’t stand the thought of failing at that one more thing in a long list of things.

Next week I’m on another department at work for four weeks, which means I should be more active. It shouldn’t equate to many more steps per shift, but hopefully it’ll increase my calorie burn. I’ll be interested to see how it compares to this week. Speaking of which this morning I’d already burned more calories than I did in the whole of last week. In theory I’m doing great.

Today I had an exciting trip to Costco with a friend (never again. There are virtually no bargains to be had) and bought home an enormous jar of gherkins. Everything else was ridiculously overpriced even before adding VAT!

Then we went to Farmfoods and boy is there an interesting clientele there. It was like being in the ghetto! I hastily picked up some Veggie Kitchen burgers, sausages and meatballs that are all cheap, low syn and vegan friendly. I had burgers for dinner and thoroughly enjoyed them.

I wish I could say the same for the saltless veggies. Bleurgh!

So there we have it. A plan of action is in place, I just have wait and see if it brings results. If not? Then I should only have to wait until the Tuesday after to see if hormones really are at play here. After that? Who knows!

Thanks for reading,

Hayley x


I’m really proud of myself for the last week. It was so hard to get back on plan after the Christmas period (which for me started in November) and even harder because of being off work and unable to do all of the things I wanted to do. Some of the time I was genuinely hungry because I couldn’t eat properly, other times I was just plain hungry. I know I overate free foods at some point during the week, but I didn’t go over my syns on any day. I also made sure I did my 70,000 steps even though for two days I barely moved and for the others I had to hold my cheek a lot of the time to stop it from hurting too much. But I did it!

My reward for all of this hard work? Half a pound off.

I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t disappointed. I’d by lying if I said I wasn’t completely peed off, truth be told! But I am pleased it’s still a loss because I’d feel a lot worse otherwise. This week there is nothing holding me back. I’m definitely back to work tonight, which comes just at the right time because when I woke up this morning for the first time in a week my first thought wasn’t ‘ouch!’

I have an inkling that I could be due a catch-up loss next week, but that’s certainly not guaranteed so I won’t pin my hopes on it. I would like two pounds though, because then I will be back in the 14 stone bracket. I’m so desperate to get there, I think that’s what’s going to keep me from eating my feelings regarding this half pound business!

Never mind. I just have to keep moving forwards and this week is going to be a good one. Plans for the week ahead? No sneak peeks on the scales (starting from right now), 70k+ steps, plenty of speed food, keep working towards that elusive push-up.

In other news my camera has finally come!

Look how teeny it is! As the sun has now gone to bed what I can tell you is that it doesn’t do very well in low light conditions (which I suspected anyway) but the whole reason I bought it is so I don’t have to lug my gear up a mountain so in that situation low light is unlikely to be a problem. Plus if I’m indoors, likelihood is I’m going to have my proper camera with me anyway.

The main draw for me is that it shoots in RAW, which is an absolute must. With an ordinary point-and-shoot camera, when you take a picture it saves as a JPEG. When the picture is taken there’s an absolutely huge amount of information captured, but to save space the JPEG decides what information to keep and what to throw away. It dumps anything it doesn’t need and you’re left with a much smaller file. When you shoot in RAW however it keeps EVERYTHING. Most importantly it means you get to decide for yourself what stays and what goes, and you can edit the photo to look how you think it should look.

For the kind of photography I do it’s mostly about representing the scene as it was, at least in terms of colour and exposure. I’ll never not want a shallow depth of field (blurry background). It’s also much closer to traditional photography, because that’s what people would have done in the dark room – deciding on how much contrast and whatnot. Other bonuses are that the file doesn’t degrade when you edit it (with the JPEG it’ll keep dumping and dumping the information until you’re left with an unusable pixelated monstrosity) and the fact that you can sometimes ‘rescue’ a badly exposed photo. This is why I love photography, there’s just so much to it! You can make it as simple or as complicated as you like.

Overall the excitement of the camera has cancelled out the bad feeling about my disappointing loss, so everything is quite alright in Hayley land.

Until next time, thanks for reading!

Hayley x

A Proper Start

My mouth is truly getting better now. There’s only a small part of my cheek that’s really painful now, where I’ve had stitches it’s healing nicely, and I feel like I can now properly make a start on my plans for this year. I’m going to leave any high intensity exercise till next week, but that doesn’t mean I’ll be sitting on my backside until then.

I spent some of yesterday reading up on modified push-ups and then decided on a plan of action. I’m going to start with wall push-ups, and I’m doing 3 sets of 12 reps, 3 times a week, for two weeks. Then I’ll do 3 sets of 15 reps, 3 times a week, for another two weeks. After that, I make it harder by choosing a more difficult modification (I’ll decide which one nearer the time) and repeat until I can do a proper, standard push-up! Well it sounds easy enough, I just have to keep at it.

Yesterday I made a start on my new vegan blog, and the first post is about why I became vegan (link). If you’re interested in the ins and outs behind my decision then please feel free to check it out! I shared it on Twitter, too, as I have a few vegan followers on there, and I was strangely nervous. But then I thought back to when I first started blogging about Slimming World and I was just as nervous then. I always assume people are going to be unkind, but so far that hasn’t happened.

I’m crazy excited at the moment because even though I’m back at work tomorrow, my new camera will also be delivered. Although I have Amazon Prime this particular model is only available via third party sellers so I couldn’t get it the next day. How utterly frustrating! I could have had the whole of today playing with it, but it’s probably best that I don’t have it yet because I really need to catch up on some household things.

Speaking of household things, because I’m catching up I had a completely out of the blue NSV. A couple of days before Christmas I popped into Tesco straight from work. Even though it was only 6:10am the place was absolutely rammed, so I vowed to get in and out as soon as possible. As I was passing the clothing section I noticed a penguin hoody. The penguin face was in the hood (cute as hell) plus it was all warm and fluffy. It was on a size 16 hanger (perfect) and reduced to £7. I didn’t even stop to think about it, just rammed it in my trolley and carried on shopping. When I got home I put it on, and although it was a wee bit snug I felt comfortable enough in it.

It wasn’t until today, though, when I actually got around to washing it (don’t judge, I was waiting for other bits to wash it with to be more economical!) that I noticed it is, in fact, A SIZE 12. I’ve never bought anything in a 12 before, never. And although in reality I’m nowhere near fitting into the average size 12, I did, in actual fact, put on a size 12 and do the zip up without realising that something was amiss. This is insane. This is huge. This is amazing! Once it’s dry I’ll pack it up with the Christmas things (they’re all boxed up, just waiting for me to make space for them in the loft) and won’t try it on again until I unpack everything in December. And you can bet your life I’ll be blogging about it when that day comes!

I’ve uploaded my latest food diary to the #onplanjan page, so that’s all of January on plan so far and a ten day streak for me. And my resting heart rate has already gone down another beat per minute. Everything’s looking up!


Well I simply must crack on, because as much as I’d love sit here typing all day there’s just too much to do. I’ll update with my weigh in results tomorrow (eek!)

Hayley x

False Start

Yesterday I didn’t go to work in the end, nor did I go today. I’m really annoyed about the fact – I wanted to get back for reasons I’ve mentioned before (extra calories burned, routine etc) but also being off stresses me out because I assume my managers think I’m being dishonest and I worry about whether pay will be withheld. Even though I have photographic evidence and already provided them with photocopies of everything the dentists gave me.

Because I will have been off for a total of 7 days (including weekends) and my first day back will be the start of the 8th, I have to fill in a HMRC form relating to SSP, even though I’m not actually claiming SSP. It’s all very weird, but unavoidable as before work yesterday my face puffed up again in a major way and even looked like it was drooping. Now I look ‘jowly’ and have a nice bruise coming out, and I couldn’t imagine I’d have been able to cope with sitting on a rattling, juddering truck all night. The thought alone makes me wince. Yet here I am still feeling like a fraud!

Anyway, what’s done is done and it couldn’t have worked out any differently other than if I’d cancelled my appointment and let my teeth cause a serious infection. So now I must put it out of my mind until my return to work Tuesday and subsequent ‘you mustn’t actually be ill’ disciplinary. It’ll all come out in the wash.

In the meantime despite being totally on plan it seems I have PUT ON weight. Yeah, I stupidly had a sneak peek thinking that the results were going to be good…

I won’t know for sure until official weigh in on Tuesday morning, but until then? No more sneak peeks! I really must get out of that truly dreadful habit.

I know something good is definitely going on in the background, because my resting heart rate is now plummeting back to normal. It always goes screwy as soon as I fall off the rails, and that peak there shows my Boxing Day hangover where I swear my heart was trying to escape from my chest…

Today I have been genuinely hungry all day, and although my instinct is to eat less because I’ve been less active and because I really want a loss next week, I know that if I don’t eat enough then I’ll crack and have a blow out.

Instead of ruining all of my hard work thus far I made a huge pot of what I suppose I would call soup. I got out a big pan and threw in a tin of chopped tomatoes, a tin of Tesco taco beans and a cup of Sainsbury’s high fibre macaroni. It’s all free so I figured it would keep me full, and therefore on the straight and narrow.

It worked a treat! I had two bowls this size and had another generous portion left, so when dinner came around instead of having a potato like I’d planned I made this soup (stew? Whatever!) a bit fancier by adding roasted peppers and courgettes, halved cherry tomatoes, pickled jalapeños and 1 syn of olives. It’s quite a small amount of olives but the taste permeated through the whole dish and it was (entirely by chance) absolutely delicious!

This is henceforth my go-to cheap, tasty and filling comfort dish.

To be honest I think the main thing keeping me on plan today has been #onplanjan. I didn’t want to make it #mostlyonplanjan you see. And I know that if I hadn’t told you about it on my blog then I would have slipped up way before now. Thanks to you internet people’s I am instead celebrating a nine day streak with no screw ups!

Thank you for keeping me on the straight and narrow.

Now it’s gone midnight so I should probably try to sleep.

Thanks for reading,

Hayley x

SERIOUS Budgeting

I’ve come to the conclusion that I need a new camera, and after nearly impulse buying one particular model I thankfully stopped myself and did proper research. This is most unlike me. I’ve found something for £330 (an RX100) that has pretty much all of the functions of an SLR that I like but is teeny tiny. That’s the main draw for me.

Because the equipment I’m using is so old anyway I’m not even sacrificing picture quality (unless you count the macro capabilities of my remarkable 100mm lens) but the major benefit is that it’s portable. At the moment when I go out and about I’m literally carrying a couple of stones worth of equipment around with me and I end up with extremely sore shoulders. Since I can take the new one with my everywhere, even the shops, I’m never going to miss a photo opportunity that my phone camera can’t handle.

I can just about afford it, so after carefully looking through what’s left to pay out this month and pooling the money from several different accounts, I made the plunge and ordered it. I would have liked to order it through my work and get a 10% discount, but it’s out of stock. I suppose I could have waited till they got more, but it’s an old model so it’s not guaranteed, plus when I checked on Amazon they only had FOUR LEFT. It would have been silly of me not to get it right away!

So that leaves me with £60 to spend on food and petrol until payday on the 26th. Hmm…

I have quite a bit of food in the freezer already, so if I only buy fruits and veggies from Lidl then I should be able to do it. It’s within the realms of possibility shall we say, and I might even be able to make the petrol in the car last too, although I am taking my mum to an appointment on the 23rd. That may throw a spanner in the works.

It’s exciting though! Seeing it as a challenge that I want to complete rather than a burden that’s been placed upon me changes things entirely. Plus my new super lightweight camera will encourage me to get out and about more, without having to decide what lenses to take and inevitably regretting my decision as soon as I see something interesting.

In the meantime #onplanjan has been going fabulously, especially now I can eat normally. I definitely went overboard with my kebab dinner, but I was Hank Marvin I tell you. Now it’s time to up those speed foods again.


I’ve also been taking photos of my daily food diaries (excuse the handwriting) and adding them to my #onplanjan page. If you’re that way inclined then feel free to take a peek!

Yesterday I forced myself to get my 10,000 steps, and today I am forcing myself to return to work because I’m sick of these four walls. The pain has mostly gone, it’s just an unpleasant feeling from the stitches that remains (plus I still have a chubby cheek and will no doubt be made fun of tonight). But I can handle that.

The difference between staying at home and going to work, even with exercise, is in the region of a thousand calories, so I’m better off going if I can.

Well, if I’m going to make it to work then I really need to get my butt into gear.

Thanks for reading,

Hayley x

An Excess of Wisdom

I had planned to update yesterday, after all I knew that after my dentist appointment all I’d be doing was sitting around, but I had no idea how much it would take out of me. I feel mullered. 

As soon as I got out of bed I rushed downstairs to do my weigh in. I’ve decided to go back to being an online member, because quite frankly I do better on my own. Or rather I should say I do better at home, because at no point have I felt alone on this particular adventure!

The year is off to a good start – I lost 8.5 lbs! In the spirit of full disclosure, here’s how my recent weigh ins have looked. It ain’t pretty, but it’s honest and I’m glad I kept a record. It’s going to be looking a lot better from now on.


After that I didn’t eat all of my planned epic breakfast, and as the morning was flying by (time does seem to speed up when you’re dreading something) I could only manage sausages, beans and a microwave jacket potato. I was told I must eat before hand, but it did not go down easily. I felt like I had a tummy full of jumping frogs.


When I got to the dentist the oral surgeon told me that it was looking a lot more complicated than he had expected. He explained that the last normal tooth is referred to as number 7, and the wisdom tooth is number 8. They were the two teeth I should have had out. But me being me, I had to be difficult, and I have (or at least did have) an extra wisdom tooth, number 9. Typical. Because there’s a risk anyway of my sinus falling down in the cavity left behind, then number 7 (which isn’t actually causing any problems at the moment) would have to stay behind.

However, since 8 and 9 were so far back he said he might have to abandon the attempt and do it under general anaesthetic at a later date if it starts to go wrong. I was already terrified, so that filled me with a whole load of confidence.

Thankfully that wasn’t necessary and the teeth were out in no time, and although I didn’t feel any of it apart from the injections going in, even the memory of the sound of it turns my stomach. The teeth were fused together, which was weird, but I’m just glad they’re gone. I’ve known for a long time they’d end up having to come out at some point, so I’m happy it’s over and done with.

What has surprised me is how easy the actual procedure was, and how absolutely rotten I feel right now. It’s the opposite of how I thought it would be! I do have to take it easy, because as soon as I try to do anything other than go to the kitchen to get food I can feel my gums throbbing, and it took long enough to get the buggers to stop bleeding in the first place. I don’t want to end up delaying my recovery, so I’m doing everything I was told to. The problem is that I AM BORED OUT OF MY MIND! Plus my steps are suffering – I hope I have enough time left at the end of the week to make up for all this lazing about.

Right now I am resembling a very greedy hamster and am in no small amount of pain, but I did manage some real food today (a big old pile of sausage, mash and beans) so at least my tummy isn’t rumbling like it was all day yesterday.


I’m not actually that miserable, it just really hurts to smile!

Something I’m very proud of is that even though it would be so much easier, and nicer to just eat ice cream, and even though I haven’t have enough speed foods, I have stuck to plan. Oh, and I also ended up spending an extortionate 7.5 syns on Alpro yogurt because I bought the wrong one. Yet I still managed to fit it into my day without going over my syns, so go me!

I’m hoping I’ll be feeling a lot better tomorrow, mostly because I have two awesome meals planned. I bought some vegan doner kebab meat (9.5 syns a pack) on a whim before Christmas and I’ve decided to have it in a Weight Watchers wrap (B choice) with red cabbage, salad, red onion and jalapenos. I really cannot wait to try it. And then yesterday I saw a Slimming World friendly recipe for salt and chilli baked tofu that looks amazing. I have all the ingredients already, just waiting to be eaten!


Best of all, tomorrow I can finally, FINALLY, have a cup of coffee. It’s been waaaay too long without one. Then I reckon Thursday I’ll be back at work and I can get into a proper routine before I lose my marbles completely.

In conclusion it’s been a crappy couple of days, but I’ve proved to myself that although the situation isn’t ideal, I CAN still be in control of what I eat. That in my opinion makes them officially uncrappy.

Thanks for reading,

Hayley x


Today I made the executive decision to spend most of the day in bed. My reasoning behind this is that I am so scared, and I really mean utterly terrified at the prospect of having teeth out tomorrow, that I figured at least if I’m asleep I can’t dwell on it.

In between naps I did do my 10,000 steps, so that’s good, and I’ll be getting up early tomorrow to get some in before my appointment. Apparently I have to rest once it’s done, but nothing is going to stand between me and my goals (in this case doing 70,000 steps at least per week) so I have to do what I can when I can. I see no reason I shouldn’t be able to wander around the living room at my leisure, hopefully I won’t be in that much pain (fingers crossed).

Tomorrow I’m really looking forward to breakfast because I’ve been told in no uncertain terms that I MUST eat before the procedure, so I’ve taken that to heart and planned an epic Slimming World and vegan friendly cooked breakfast. So I can’t wait for that part! And I have ingredients for syn free and easy soups for the rest of the day, just in case I can’t manage solids.

Today I am feeling glad that I didn’t indulge in any alcohol last night, not that I wanted to. I feel that I’m pretty much done with alcohol, mostly because I don’t enjoy it any more! I drink so infrequently that when I do I lose track of what I’ve had and go completely overboard, plus I’ve learned that you can even go clubbing and have fun without drinking.

Although I didn’t even go out for New Year’s Eve I did feel like dressing up, particularly because I have a really nice dress I never had reason to wear. I couldn’t be bothered to do my hair properly though.

Five minutes later I got bored of being dressed up, plus it was too cold for mesh, so I quickly changed back into my jim jams and had an early night. That’s the way to do it!

On the subject of alcohol, a friend at work said something really profound to me when I was still suffering with my Christmas hangover. He said I feel so bad because drinking is just ‘borrowing the happiness from another day’. How absolutely true is that? And the same goes for food. I could demolish the vegan tiffin selection box in the kitchen, but I’m just borrowing the happiness from my future. That momentary pleasure comes at a price – feeling bad about myself the next day and possibly giving myself sinister health problems at some point.

whilst I was flicking through Twitter today I came across an account that I’d completely forgotten about, one to challenge people to walk 1000 miles in 2017. I gave up tracking pretty early on in the year, purely because I knew I’d do it easily. This was however a good reminder to see how I did do, and although I can’t remember the exact figure it was over 2100. And that’s not even counting all the times I forgot to wear my Fitbit or it was on charge. This year I hope to beat that figure, so I’ll add that to my goals page. I’m very proud of that figure though!

I just can’t wait to get tomorrow over with then I can really start to get excited about this freshest of fresh starts.

I’ll let you know how I get on!

Hayley x