Week Seven

Not a good week really.

I ended up having a bit of a cheat weekend after all, good few beers on Friday with a fair bit of drunken eating after, followed by a good old portion of sausage and chips from the chippy on Saturday.

This week started off ok, good session down the gym Sunday followed by trips to the gym for some running on Monday and Tuesday morning, purely because I find out next week if I've won a place in the marathon and wanted to give my legs a stretch to see how I fared.

Wednesday, back down the gym for weights but not a good session at all, all over the place really and I probably didn't get anything out of it. That was followed by the mother of all benders on Wednesday afternoon before heading to Wembley, not much eaten at all that day but yesterday was hangover food all the way.

I've had the odd chunk of white bread in the evenings and other little things like that, basically my discipline has gone somewhat this week. However, a planned bender on Sunday has now been scrapped as I want to get myself back on track. So it's the gym tonight, hopefully a good weekend and then back to normal with any luck.

Technically this should be my final week before my first set of measurements, I may give it another week after that as I'll have a week off from the gym but I'll see how this week goes.

Another thing, my calfs are killing me, have been since Wednesday. I don't know if it's due to me getting too pissed and therefore too dehydrated, as I sometimes tend to cramp up in the calfs after a heavy drinking session, but I've not had this much aching before.