Monday was Green Monday here in Cyprus, what that means exactly as far as I can gather is the start of Lent, usually occurring at the start of Spring and is a festival where flying a kite is the main past time. We sunned ourselves at the hotel and decided that the Cypriots of Limassol obviously don't like kites as we only saw two flying in the skies around us. The sun was very hot and sun cream was applied, not before My Beloved had over done the topping up of his tan I might add, but nothing too drastic this time thankfully.
We headed across the road for lunch today I took their burger 100% lean beef and cheese, and oh dear god it was good, the best burger, and we are talking proper burger not veggie burger I think I have tasted, I left the bread and the salad and the chips, they still insist on putting on my plate, and then ate half My Beloved's 250g burger you know why? because I could and not once did i feel any guilt, this no carb eating is just great, not uncomfortable, no horrible bloating, always a boost.
Late afternoon we headed for the gym for another heavy session My Beloved has to spot me now as the dumbbells are getting very heavy for my lickle arms, its a little tricky when you don't have bars and you have to adapt with dumbbells as they can be quite awkward but I'm getting there, and My Beloved is quite impressed with my lifting prowess now, me I just want it heavier still...
Our evening was spent at a lovely restaurant in Limassol up near the port, the restaurant was called Artima and my beef fillet was delectable, cooked to perfection and the staff kept checking everything was ok, probably because I only ate the beef, but I did warn them.. My Beloved ordered a pork fillet dish which arrived with the pork rolled into towers, and inside the towers was cottage cheese, figs and other such delicious treats and it looked lush, we even managed coffee's I settled for an espresso where as My Beloved chose a Royal Liqueur coffee, he also got the two chocolates that arrived with the coffee's, I have to say he has been getting a lot of biscuits just recently too as I'm not doing any carbs, poor soul will have to endure this diet of mine but at least he gets the carbs I don't eat, which actually could work against him, good job he is doing a little manual work just now so at least he can burn it off.
Tuesday arrived and I only have one more day until I get my carbnite, today was more tricky as for some reason I was a little more hungry than usual, but I did not falter, amazingly. First thing I headed to the gym and did a HIIT session before breakfast, then it was a quick jaunt up to the laundrette to get the washing done, before heading to M & S for a few bits and pieces then, back to collect the washing, which I then hung around the balcony, over the chairs and patio table and along the line in the bathroom, the room had suddenly turned into wongs laundry, but the smell of fresh washing was delightful to my nostrils.
Wednesday woooohoooooo Carbnite begins at 3pm, breakfast was the usual eggs and bacon but I really am getting a little tired of fighting the fat off the bacon which is not exactly crispy, but its not soft either, there is a great Scottish word which would describe the state of my morning bacon and it is 'Chook'.. I can't wait to get home and cook some of my 3kg of Bacon the wonderful Dobbsy has given us, and it won't be chook thats for sure.
Julie and Oydis arrived at around 1pm for a wee visit before they headed out again to view some houses, they and Snorre are staying in Nicosia just now, and are looking at housing between here and there, Oydis is three months old now and just gorgeous, a pretty little girl who is growing up way to quickly as babies usually do, Julie is looking fantastic, if I hadn't seen her during her pregnancy I would not have believed a baby had ever lived in her pixie like figure, it was just lovely seeing them again.
Three pm arrived and that meant one thing 'CARBNITE BEGINS" I walked to the supermarket only to find it was closed for half day, I then walked to Debenhams and found that they also follow the same silly half day rules, I had no other choice but to walk to Starbucks and get a skinny cappuccino and a low fat muffin, then being greedy as usual I walked the rest of the way to ColdStone and the biggest ice cream I could find, bad move having been deprived of carbs for ten days the sugar rush was almost instant and the uncomfortable feeling in my stomach was a little like carrying a food baby under each breast..... taxi for a fanny, bing, bang, bosh and I was back at the Crowne in need of a snooze, My Beloved arrived back from work around 7 to find me wallowing on the bed moaning and groaning, he just laughed and pointed and said 'I knew you were gonna do this to yourself', I told him to go forth.......lol
My evening meal was beef with chips, and although I couldn't finish them I thoroughly enjoyed them, my next carbnite is in a week and I will be a tad better with my choices next time, hopefully there will be no wallowing, moaning or whaling, or the harpoon may have to come out.
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