Wednesday 6:30am: Shit. It's Wednesday, and I haven't been to the gym at all this week. I'll go tonight, straight after work. I'll pack all my gear up now, because I really have to go. I'm trying to get fit, and healthy, and I was doing really well last week.
Wednesday 12:45pm: Fucking hell, this day has been truly shitteous. 12:45! Are you fucking kidding me? I feel like I've been here for hours. I could annihilate a glass of wine, right now. As soon as I get home, I'll pour myself a glass of wine, pick out a good book and relax. Some me time is just what I need. Oh, that's right, I'm going to the gym after work. Damn, I really don't feel like going, now.
Wednesday 4:50pm: Okay, I'm calling it a day. Off to the gym. I have to go, even though I really don't want to, but I really should, because I always feel better after going.
Wednesday 5:00pm: Ugh, I just want to go home, eat, then crawl into bed with a book. Oh, food! What should I have for dinner? Okay, I won't go to the gym tonight, because I'm ridiculously tired, but I'll have a salad for dinner. That's healthy, so I can feel less guilty about missing the gym.
Wednesday 5:30pm: Hmm, it's been ages since I've had pancakes. I really, really feel like them now. Hey, breakfast for dinner is always awesome, except, I don't have eggs, so I can't do it tonight. I could always Google an egg-less pancake recipe, but then I'm not having my salad, which is the only reason I let myself miss the gym. Well, I won't have toppings on the pancakes; nothing is better than syrup, right? Okay. G'damn, I'm excited for pancakes.
Wednesday 5:40pm: I really should use those chocolate chips up. They've been in my cupboard for a while, just sitting there. It'd be a waste to throw them out, although, do chocolate chips go bad? I better use them, just in case. I'll add them to the pancake batter. These pancakes are going to be amazing.
Wednesday 5:45pm: Well, this has been an utter fail. I know, I'll add banana to the mixture, 'cause that's at least a little healthy.
Wednesday 6:00pm: Ohmygod, these smell amazing. I bet they're really fucking delicious. This was the best idea ever.
Wednesday 6:30pm: G'damnit, I should have just had my fucking salad.
