Hello from Times Square, New York. I'm here this week for work and am staying less than a block from Times Square. I ate a ton on Monday and marginally less yesterday, but still too much. I did tell till dinner and then went ape on some pizza and a bunch of wine to boot.
I feel bloated and gross. Probably as much the alcohol as the booze.
Today, I had a regular conference lunch which wasn't too bad - I mean, there was a cookie and some pasta. For dinner, I had a bunch of plain chicken, fish and a kale smoothie. I should be less bloated tomorrow, but it's doubtful.
My legs are dead from running around all day, but I bossed my shit and proved to my boss and CMO why they hired me. #BossBitch
I am also doing a 28 day plank challenge, who's keen? I'm on day 3 now, join me!
Sorry this is brief, I feel so gross and fat. Double chins and greasy. American food is overwhelming.
Oh also, sidenote - I dumped the Italian when drunk last week. He didn't get it, but it's been officially called as a fling with no potential. I'm talking to Tyler again also... Tyler being the American from Paris that I was meant to marry.
Peace & Love