Goodbye My Lover

No, no, no the husband and I have not split up. It's time for me to say goodbye to my other great love.....Pasta.

Pasta, my old friend, I am afraid it may be time for us to part ways. I love you in all your shapes and sizes. Be it long and tubular, a groovy little bow tie shape, that funky spiral you sometimes appear in.....but, as with all great love affairs sooner or later things must come to an end.

I hate to cast blame, but pasta, when I hopped on those scales this morning waiting for the little digital numbers to give me this weeks weight, my mind drifted back to this past week and the times we had spent together. Those little digital numbers blinked at me and came back with 112.4kg. No change. And pasta I. Blame. You.

I exercised not only my usual 3 times with Bob, the Biggest Loser trainer from hell, but I also threw in some extra walking too. The only real thing I can think of is I spent to much time with you pasta. But to be fair, I seemed to be snacking much more this past week. Not UNHEALTHY snack mind you, just a bit to frequently I think.

So....This weeks aim is to eat MUCH less pasta (I'm pretty good with the other carb's) and alter my portion sizes so I don't feel the need to snack. Hopefully next week will bring a better result.

J