Disaster Strikes!

With less than 2 weeks to go until the day of departure disaster has struck!
On a weekend visit to the lovely city of Edinburgh to visit my friend, the sub zero temperatures of the area caused me to slip on the pavement and tear a ligament in my ankle. The head sized bruise on my knee - not a problem. The inability to walk without looking like Tiny Tim - massive problem. (This is beginning to sound like a personal injury claim advert.)


All is not lost you say, with two weeks of R&R I can be back to fighting fit in time for the joys of Rio carnival?
Not quite - I have been partaking in an obsessive (and fairly successful) regime of exercise at the gym, at least 4 times a week. Being laid up and not being able to shift that last lot of jelly thigh-ed badness is not what I really hoped for.

My only option is now to eat (a lot) less in the hopes I’ve done enough exercise to see me into my red bikini...

Here’s hoping, or hopping more like.