Holiday
Hurray (hopefully) we’re off to bonny Scotland on our hols next week. We’ve booked hotels in Glasgow, Oban, near Loch Ness and in Northumberland (yes, I know the last one’s in England!). I dare say the weather will be horrible, and we’ll get soaked to the skin, multiple times, but at least we’ll be doing it somewhere that isn’t here. I really need to get away from, well, not Manchester, it’s Bolton that I’m sick of.
I am really worried about the diet though. I don’t see how I can do it while I’m away, not properly anyway. Scotland isn’t well known for salads, especially not in the winter. In Britain, salads are generally poor quality and overpriced in pubs/restaurants, and I can’t really take a few tomatoes and a bag of spinach with me. And I certainly won’t be able to go to the gym either so I’ll lose momentum there too. I’m really quite concerned that if I stop I’ll never get going again. Hopefully Mark will force me.