Tuesdayitis

Walk this morning: 5.8 km. Nothing special. 6 1/2 degrees at 7am, and foggy in the valleys.

But right now (2pm) I have zero energy and zero motivation to work, and all I want to do is lie down and close my eyes.

Have hauled myself back on the wagon after a couple of weeks of takeaways for lunch (and a corresponding weight gain to match), with a yummy (hah) salad and wholegrain bread.

But Trev had reheated leftover pizza for lunch and the kitchen area smells of pizza and garlic bread, so now I'm craving pizza. And the snack man came today to refill the snack box, and there's a chocolate frog calling me from the end of the office.

Or maybe an apple or a muesli bar.

Hmmm, pizza...