i'm back

indeed, i am back. it's been three weeks of eating shit and, eating a lot of shit, and no exercise. my plans on exercising every day on the exercise bike fell flat on their arse when i found out my bike wasn't in the house we were staying in. there was nothing to do. there was nothing on telly and the house is in the middle of nowhere so i couldn't even go and shop. the last week of the holiday was better as we went to bratislava and went shopping every day so walked a lot. but, all in all, i've put on about six kilos. i know it's disgusting, but there's not much i can do about it now apart from start fresh as soon as i can. bah!