The sweet toothed triathlete
It’s this time of year that I really suffer from my life long affliction
I’m a chocoholic :(
I really don’t understand how I have the motivation to get up every day at the crack of dawn and train.
Run in the pouring rain, cycle in the cold and swim when I really just want to go home.
But have chocolate anywhere in the house and I must eat it!
I’ll hunt it down.
This weekend I ate a whole tub of roses, even though I felt like I was going to throw up.
And I was hiding the wrappers! Like I was ashamed of myself.
I can go for months without pigging out on chocolate, but then something will happen, I’ll have one little ‘hit’ and BANG! I’ll go mad
This is it
This is the last time