Battling the Blubber

Ok I finally did it and weighed-in even though I knew it was going to depress me. 89.4kg!?!?!?!?! The morons that say exercise has nothing to do with weigh loss have not studied the effects of curtailing activity for over a month while (roughly) sticking to a diet plan. Ok, this is really bad and I know I need to get back onto the plan. I know I’m well-off target now but just because I detoured doesn’t mean I can’t find my way back. It’s not just the work (and 14hr days do not help), it’s the constant discomfort from RSI in my shoulders, lack of exercise, my lack of sleep and my complete disregard for the food I’ve been putting in my body. My husband asked me to quit one of my writing gigs, it was excessively long hours for peanuts pay and he was worried about me. I agreed with him. Much as I love the ability to earn hard cash for something I love, the peanuts pay and the boredom (similar article content), were sapping my joy from the work. As my salary is not a