Well, we made it, we are here in 2019, and thank god it’s here. No more eating empty calories, no more booze, not that we drank much at all, but boy did we eat, far too much. Even last night we had a Chinese takeaway, and it was nothing enjoyable, to be honest. We ended up feeling bloated and rotten. So, we only had a Guinness and a Baileys, and could not face another thing.
Last night we should have been celebrating like the rest of the planet, but no, I fell asleep about 9:30 on the sofa, woke up an hour later needing my bed. I didn’t go to bed but watched the rest of a film Mark was watching, and then went to bed just after 11pm. But, wouldn’t you know, I could not sleep, so I read until just after midnight. Talk about party people, we live the fast life here haha.
So, 2019. I have only one thing in mind I want to do, and that is to drop this extra weight off me. I weighed myself and I am 14 stone 7 pounds. I have the build to carry it, but I do have a bull look about me, in that, my belly does not hang over my jeans, just sticks out, bull-like.
So, back to the grindstone from tomorrow, and that is when the diet starts. I am not looking for a miracle, but if any of you out there can grant wishes, I would like a billion pounds sterling in my bank account, then I can hire Tom Hardy’s trainer and get into shape that way.
Anyway, welcome to 2019, and may I wish you all, the very best.