Here we go, not again
By: Daniel Hare
Tags: Diary, Diet

Tuesday 22nd September 2020

It’s not a diet. It’s not a diet.

My first day working in the new office and first attempt at dropping the kids off, driving home and then walking to work. Everything goes to plan — like there really was a plan… more of a rough idea!

A quick nod to the security guard on reception and a dash for the lift so he doesn’t clock the breathlessness caused by my 23 minute, ‘brisk’ walk to work. Immersion by Pendulum on the cans clearly helped in the pace department.

The chocolate Weetabix minis from breakfast at 7:00am (with skimmed milk) seem like a distant memory already. It is 8:55am and I’ve walked to work! I’ve nearly closed the Exercise ring on my Apple Watch before the working day has even started. This is easy. I wonder what to do for lunch…

Much debate over the location of the desks in the office concludes with agreement that a couple of extra inches (complete with innuendos about appreciating a couple of extra inches) further from the wall would be good. That will mean I can squeeze behind S’ chair to escape my new naughty corner without the indignity of my extra inches bumping her from behind. Matron!

Lunch was going to be a prawn sandwich from M&S, but the little cafe in the middle of the centre needs all the support it can get. After all, Boris just announced that we should all work from home again if we can. Support was given in the form of a falafel and hummus toasted flatbread. Garnished with tomatoes and shredded carrot — it is tasty, messy and probably healthy. Can’t find it on MyFitnessPal, so we’ll guestimate 300 cals.

T is going to pick me up on the way back from swimming, but much still to do in the office, so I told her to head on home instead.

I escape bang on 7:00pm and give T a call to check everything is ok and make tentative enquiries about dinner. She’s eaten, along with the boys. The quality frankfurters for Ocado were a quick and easy option apparently. I will sort myself out with some salmon and rice after my second power walk of the day.

No, one frankfurter remains. Many cooking options according to the packaging. I go with a quick boil followed by grilling. No oil. Must be healthier, right? It is lush. Accompanied by a small pack of Mini Cheddars. Definitely the healthier option — nothing to do with speed/laziness.

The kids already found the mini chocolate trifles. Better snaffle one before they are all gone. Also lush and under 100 calories. T goes for a bag of twiglets at 9pm. I take a couple to help her not have to eat the whole lot. 9:05 and I have a bag of my own. Definitely it for today. I already know tomorrow is going to be rubbish. Pizza for 6pm arranged with Spud.

Sport England confirmed that group exercise for more than six can continue indoors. There is still hope the ultimate goal is still achievable them. A focus on patterns for a while. Is the ultimate goal ultimate enough though. Is it 10x?

Should probably explain that, but this is forever, just like Pi Man said (should probably explain who he is too), and this already a meaty post. More tomorrow, I promise.

Writing this took me 25 minutes beyond curfew. Will have to do MyFitnessPal in the morning. Planning and preparation… Structure! Is it still 23 days to form a new habit…?