This morning I again started the day with porridge. Porridge is a great start to the day. Full of goodness, it releases whatever it is it releases, slowly so that you can be ready for what they day has in store. Having porridge means that those mid morning cravings are banished!
I have to report that by 11:30 I had come to the conclusion that this was a great big pile of utter rubbish. I was starving again! Visiting the local town centre of where we are staying, I passed a young lady providing free taster samples of cinnamon flavoured donuts. O to the M to the G, to use street parlance! The smell of these was like tempting a crack cocaine junky. With a self control I did not know I possessed, I stoically walked past.
They had that Keith Chegwin school of enthusiasm and persevered, offering me, tempting me with their calorie infused badness. I don't know how I didn't grab their tray containing said donuts and make off with them. It was only me asking the hypothetical question in my head, would Sir Chris Hoy eat one, that stopped me. To my disgust I turned to see Mrs Orange Brompton and children tucking in and wholeheartedly enjoying the sampled donuts. I mean really!
The next few days are going to be hard but I will try to be strong and continue the lonely path I currently walk. I will let you know how I get on.