Saturday, 8 December 2007

Saturday

Yesterday was a prime example of where my 'floating' rest days come into play.

I'd worked the night before, and had planned to come home, eat, sleep, and hit the gym about 7pm. Around 6.30pm I suddenly had a weird feeling, and decided to call the gym to see if they were open. They weren't. Somewhere along the line they've recently changed their Saturday closing times from 9pm to 6pm. This, naturally, sucks. I missed the workout. Saturday became, by default, my off day.

Here's what I ate:

I meant to point out yesterday that, unless specified, I never add mayo or any other condiments to anything. This obviously massively reduces the calorie count.