The mid-afternoon slump around 2.30-3pm was almost unbearable, but I survived! A full day! And I plan to do it again tomorrow. And the next day.
In the interests of keeping all messages in this blog consistent with those on Seasame Street*, chocolate is “a sometimes food”, rather than something I should be eating a block of every day.
*this is not true, my blog farts in the face of wholesomeness and morals. But exercise is good. Learning to look after myself is even better.