garlic bread, pizza and crisps

i went for a run today. i almost died! i wanted to run to hospital and back and i did! it took me just over 13 minutes. when i was by the hospital, my heart rate was 180 bpm and when i was almost back home it was 186 bpm. it's official, i'm totally unfit. but the important thing is that i went and did it and didn't give up halfway through. but i think i'll do yoga tomorrow ;)

i had a spanish lesson today and i took an early train as i wanted to go to waterstones to see if they have any talks/signings coming up (they don't). i bought an easy spanish book and went off to kendals where they sprayed me with some horrible givenchi perfume and where i didn't find a single bra in my size.

i had soup for tea and was a bit hungry still so i had olives. we were watching tv and the advert for pringles was on. suddenly, i wanted crisps. and bread with butter. and pizza. and garlic bread. but i know i can't have any so i just won't. i've managed to be good for two weeks. why couldn't i add another week? i'm not saying i'm not going to have a slice of bread or a packet of crisps, little pizza or a slice of garlic bread ever. i will. but only when i really really want some, not because it was on telly. besides, it's weigh in day on wednesday. if i have something salty today, i will definitely not see a loss and will even risk a gain. do i want to undo all the good work? no. and i won't.