Sigh

I should be in the gym. I need to be in the gym. 3 months off and the weighing scales have been brutally honest with me.

Instead I'm home. Soaked, may I add - tried to get a slow shutter motorway blip on the way home but it was freezing cold, piddling down and gale force winds nearly whisked me off a bridge over the M5.

Busy day. After school revision. Not planned for tomorrow = resolution dashed before it even got going.

What I really want to do is snuggle up in some delicious retreat and rekindle my love affair with the great man himself.

But no. Planning lessons it is. *Sigh*