Oh dear god, do not stay off the grog only to throw yourself in the VAT, neither of us have been eating a great deal and abstaining from the wine through the week mainly has been mediocre to say the least, the exercise has been hard and last night we had a little treat, to say we suffered through the night would be an understatement, we always thought it was the food that caused the acid, BUT last night we found out it is actually the fluid you throw on top of the food that kills you, oh my god, I got up for water thinking this would help and nope it just made it worse, we are both now giving up food completely in the hope that this torture will not re-occur.......
So this morning you can imagine the thought of the gym had the acid rising higher than my ankle socks, and My Beloved decided it was best he didn't go in case he threw up over the treadmill, he is such a light weight, me I got my routine ready and hit the gym like a thing possessed, only because I thought if I did it quick the acid may stay down, luckily my cunning plan worked. But boy was the workout hard this morning, not because of the wine you understand, but because it was particularly intense and tonight as I type this blog my backside is buggered and my pecs are puckered, tomorrow I may not even be able to use my arms again so in preparation I am leaving all my clothes on tonight so I'm ready when the landlord comes for a visit tomorrow lunch time, I might not smell good, but I will be dressed. I have today decided my bum is too big for my waist, this is why I am having clothing issues, I think it best I don't go into details to much in case there is anyone reading of a weak disposition, but having said that I have today lost one inch off my hips and one off my waist, I just wish I could find some bloody clothes that would sit on my waist and not spin around it making me dizzy.
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