Tuesday, 7 June 2016

Road To Recovery Day 5: Painful Legs & A Salted Caramel Mocha


After such a great night, I woke up feeling like someone beat me over the legs with a crow bar! I seriously danced that much? 

I didn't get up until early afternoon, mainly because I didn't want to wake up with a hang over so I slept through it! 

When I eventually got up, I had my breakfast and took pain killers to get rid of the pains in my legs, but they didn't really work. But once I started moving more they weren't too bad.

Late afternoon, myself and James went to Costa with my parents for a coffee, I got a salted caramel mocha (drools!!) it was so good!

Myself and James planned to have a sleepover in his house tonight, so we went into Dealz to buy some sweets, yes it is the weekend I'm allowed, or at least that is what I tell myself.

When we got back to mine I was still buzzed off my coffee and decided to start taking pictures for some blog posts, so I could edit them later when we went to his house.
That is when I realised just how bad the lighting in my house is, so I will need to sort that out so I can take better pictures!

Later that evening we got a lift to James house, his whole family was there, which was great because, I got to catch up with his sister who works in the army and I hadn't seen her in a while.
I showed her some of my photographs from my college collection (which I will post about soon).

We sat in the garden for a little while, talking and enjoying the weather.
Myself and James sat in the sitting room watching the Titanic on Netflix, one of my favourite movies, ever.
After a while we decided we were hungry and decided to order in, too lazy and tired to cook. 
We got pizza, usually I would refuse to eat pizza because the pains in my stomach after eating it is almost not worth it. But after watching Friends the other morning and watching Joey eat pizza really made me want to just have one, and so I did, well a mini pizza.

I ended up not finishing the pizza, mainly because the chips where so good, I was more interested in them!

For the rest of the night we just chilled in the sitting room, and I edited some of my photographs for my blog.

Before I went to bed, I weighed myself on the scales in the bathroom, (I know, weighing yourself after devouring a takeaway, is probably not the best idea!), but...It told me I lost 5.5 pounds, in a week!, last week I stayed in his house and I weighed myself and I was horrified to see how much I had gained, and now it is telling me I lost 5.5 pounds, not to say I danced around the place! 

It was a chilled day, but I was so happy not to have a hangover!. 
I'm still really happy with the fact, I still went out even though my stomach was acting up. It seems like such a small thing, but to me it is huge and to fight the feeling and the urge to runaway really made me proud of myself!

Thank you for reading.
Love,
Tanya
xxx

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