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And so it begins.......

As a personal challenge and part of lent, I have decided to give up crisps. To most people this wouldn’t appear that hard, however with me, crisps are like other people’s addiction and craving for chocolate. I can’t remember a time where I haven’t had crisps and they haven’t been in my life (dear me I am making them sound like a person). When I was in school I used to have up to 4 packets of crisps a day!!!! Since I’ve gotten older I have cut down on that amount. I am surprised I am not really that fat. When I was eating these 4 packets a day I was training about 3-4 times a week in Badminton, so I think I just burned it off.

The first day without crisps yesterday went fine. I didn’t crave them at all and I was ok at lunch time as well when I normally have my packet of the day. Today is proving a bit harder. I would like to have a packet but I will say NO. One of the guys in work was ever so cruel and took two packets of crisps and waved them either side of my head, saying I was seeing things and I know I wanted them. I WILL NOT GIVE IN!

Aaaaargh lunch time is almost here and I would love some crisps. This could just be because I am hungry more than anything else. Let’s hope that I will be fine once I have had my lunch.

Ok I have had my lunch, I still feel a bit hungry but more satisfied and I am not really craving crisps, so that’s something :0)

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Ez said…
Weakend yet?

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