Food
Was really looking forward to my lunch, really. Dreams of a cheese and tomato toastie that I have been having since approximately 2am this morning sourly turned into the reality of hot margherita wrap thing from Pret and it was disgusting. Horrid.
And so you can now find me picking at blueberries and supping on a Dr. Pepper Zero - as you can see my taste buds have matured with pregnancy. All I want is good old comfort food which usually contains cheese, and lots of it.
I am hoping tomorrow will be a green tea and oatcake day.
I'm continuing at the gym (after discussions with the Doc of course) and I am loving the 'you must listen to your body' advice. Nowadays it doesn't want to do much after 5 minutes, doesn't mind a bit of Aqua - but it regularly asks me to leave the gym early, demands rather.
Fabulous.
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