I’m back from tonight’s gig, as peckish as anything, settling in the end for some cheese on crumpets. I haven’t had a proper meal since Tuesday, only because of the gigging. It’s not a healthy habit and last month, there were gig nights where I returned home at midnight so hungry I’d end up having almost a full meal but I quickly noticed the extra pounds.
Right now, down a size in jeans following the very naïve 2020-22 era of running ridiculous distances without replacing what my body was losing and losing far too much weight which caused me a couple of healthscares, I can’t afford to put on extra weight because there’s no way I’ll be able to squeeze into those slim fit jeans.
It’s been a difficult day, probably my hardest since that awful Sunday last month.