Spoke

I went to collect my bike from Ailsa's today and about a half kilometre on the way home I broke a spoke. So back on train I went. It's funny how the most minor things can really disrupt your day and your mood.

I am not working tomorrow but I do have things to do and really want to get to the gym, so I hope that my local bike shop can fix my wheel quickly. And cheaply.

I have a double shift at AIDSLine tomorrow night. As I have no social life, Friday nights may as well be spent doing telephone counselling rather than sitting home watching television.

I also weighed myself today and have put on a kilogram. When I get stressed and unhappy I tend to really start into the comfort food and I did that big time last weekend. This a reason I need to get back to the gym because, although I have been riding my bike a lot, working out seems to affect my mood for the better and make me less prone to overeating.

I am so close to being the lightest I have been for years and I don't want to fail when I can see my goal in sight.