I'm making steady progress towards my weight target, which is good, but I suffered the consequences this morning of paying too much attention to the numbers and not enough attention to what my body is telling me - as in not having a second helping of dinner last night, despite still feeling slightly hungry, because I was worried about going over my daily limit.
So, despite having a big bowl of porridge for breakfast this morning, I started to feel the symptoms of The Dreaded Bonk on the short ride from the station to the office, and by the time I reached work, it was developing into a full-on whitey. Not pleasant.
Lesson learned - I ate my packed lunch as soon as I got to work, and have just had a substantial proper lunch - special of the day in the staff canteen: cheeseburger and chips! Sod the numbers!
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