Yesterday I found a box of revels that I had bought when I was in Belfast. A yummy box of chocolate goodness that I managed to scoff in under 10 minutes. This caused me a problem. There were 480 calories in that box, 480 calories that I really didn’t need to eat yesterday.
During the winter my thyroid disease gets worse. I can tell this by the way I feel, but just in case I am not convinced my last hospital visit provided me with a print-out of my blood tests clearly showing the problem. A side effect of the condition is weight gain. I have been told that this can be controlled with a low calorie diet and exercise. Funny enough a box of revels doesn’t exactly fit into a low calorie diet.
There are times when I let things slip, but that’s usually because I’m on holiday or I am travelling. Yesterday was a normal day in a normal week. This morning as penance I fitted in an extra gym visit. It didn’t start well. I think I was still half-asleep and maybe sprayed the deodorant on my face instead of under my arms as I started to sneeze violently. Or maybe I was just allergic to the concept of going to the gym. Once I got over my sneezing fit I dragged myself out and did manage to use the cross trainer for an hour. I’m really glad that there are more benefits to exercise than burning calories. The thought that I have to sweat for an hour just to counteract the effects of a few minutes of eating is fairly horrible. But maybe not horrible enough to make me give up chocolate.