So it’s been like a million years since I last wrote a blog and that’s basically due to my life being one big crazy whirlwind of total boring craziness and stuff. Since qualifying as a Nutritional Consultant I have gained a few fabulous clients who are smashing their personal goals weekly. My new up and coming business seems to be taking off all of its own accord which is great as I haven’t even advertised yet – very grateful for the success I am having so far and for having such hard working lovely clients.

So what else have I been up to…… training, on prep diet, skateboarding every now and then, training, prepping food, watching videos of people eating food and pretending to order food on Domino’s online. I have become obsessed with one guy in America who tries out ‘White Trash’ food as he calls it (basically sweets, crisps, cakes and the bad yummy stuff) as he eats with his mouth open and I can see it floating around as he describes how it tastes. I think I am probably close to being locked up for becoming some kind of food voyeur/pervert. But needs must and if this gets me through the last 30 days of prep then I am going to watch this man every spare minute I have. I am not going to disclose his Instagram account name as he might block me and then I am in a whole heap of trouble.

Besides being starving beyond imagination and I am now absolutely buggered by around 8pm ish. This means one of two things, firstly I look like the walking dead at the gym and secondly I have started having child tantrums as I get clumsier and hungrier as the day evolves. I was initially scaring all the dudes at the gym as I got leaner, now I am totally freaking them out by looking lean and dead. I had a massive tantrum in the changing rooms last night and threw my gym towel on the floor as I had dropped my scarf. When I realized this didn’t look dramatic I think proceeded to through everything else out of gym bag on to the floor whilst saying every swear word I could think of. I then realized I had to pick it all up, so stamped my feet called everything on the floor a set of fuckers and then packed my bag and left.

Unfortunately I have been removing weird people of Facebook so haven’t had any Facebook ‘Friend’ messages in a while. So I am trying to think of interesting/funny things to tell you about at the end of my blog. Any suggestions welcome. Maybe it could be a daily tantrum update or persons name I have forgotten, like last week I couldn’t remember any mans name apart from Josh so every man I spoke to at work was called Josh. This was a bit awkward when in a meeting with five men and I was calling them all Josh (I think one of them might have been called Josh – so that wasn’t too bad).