22 daaayyyssss

okay. this is it. d-day.

i have just had my last supper. with only 22 days until i jet off to cyprus, today was the final day of pussy-footing around. no more snacks. no more excess calories. no more pretending i could get away with not exercising that day.

this is it.

i have worked out a little plan. and i will stick to it if it goddamn kills me. the general theme is to exercise in the morning; when the house is empty. for 30mins minimum and no longer than an hour. but it has to be done every. single. day. but. i have to do this alongside steering clear of calorie filled things. no more sweets. no more pizza. no more cola. from now on it's yogurt, banana and lots and lots of water. it sounds boring, and horrible, and gross. and my motivation level is through the floor right now. so, i am counter-acting this with another fabulous little plan.

remember this photo?of course you do. the model is undoubtedly gorgeous. and she has that stomach which i would undoubtedly die for. for motivation, there are four variations of this photograph currently situated in my bedroom. one is pinned on my noticeboard. one is on the inside of my wardrobe door. one is in that weird little photo bit of my purse (to remind me, right before i purchase some guilty sweets). and the last is on the back of my bedroom door. so every time i leave the room i remember what i want more than anything right now.

i know

it's superficial. and it's ridiculous. and its bordering on materialistic. however i am willing to admit that i am unfit. i am unhealthy. and i am willing to change that. by achieving a body which looks similar to the one above, it shows me that i am capable of becoming a healthier, fitter, better person.

so here's the plan

• breakfast: fruit&yogurts
• lunch: fruit&yogurts&... ham, or something? suggestions please!
• dinner: whatever my mother puts in front of me. unless it's something really unhealthy, in which case i will create something out of raw vegetables or just a boring old salad. again suggestions would be much appreciated.
• all snacks will be replaced with water! or possibly sugar-free gum! yay...
  

i now promise not to blog about this until july 25!

so, when i had my taster day at Peter Symonds College on wednesday, it really opened my eyes to how boring some peoples lives were. i'm still in shock to a certain degree. i mean. there were these two boys in my economics class, Josh and Jack, (they looked like geeks. kind of strange looking, didn't particularly care about their appearance, odd choice of unfashionable yet simple clothes. bearing in mind it was about 30 degrees celsius outside, and this Jack was wearing a dark blue jumper...) and they were happily chatting away until they got onto the subject of politics. one of them, Josh i think, said

'well i wouldn't mind being prime minister'

the other, Jack, said

'oh yes? for which party?'

Josh

'definitely conservative. of course. not labour, not in a million years'

and well. that was it. *argument*

there were also two other boys sat at my table. who thankfully were teenagers through and through. one of them said 'what is wrong with you? i get that you care. but, don't you go out with your friends? go into town? just hang out?'. turns out they don't. they like to read the guardian. both the paper and the website. the business and economics section. and don't for a second linger about the sport. these are teenage boys. fifteen and sixteen year old boys. the only thing they should be using the internet for are pictures of Megan Fox. i just couldn't believe it. i really really couldn't. i still can't. i had never encountered people like this before. i'd heard they'd existed. but to meet a fifteen year old who acted like some cynical middle aged man just shocked me. this poor child had either been brainwashed to an incomprehensible amount, or... was born an unfortunate case of a human being.

nevermind.

ps. i know i promised to blog today. and i apologise for leaving posting so late. it's just, when i have nothing to do i get distracted easily. just like when i have stuff to do. i'm a very distracted sort of person. apologies!

pps. happy independence day for tomorrow!

ppps. my favourite part of planning a major work out session: making a playlist!