So my bikini pursuit continues… I feel like I wasted 45 minutes at gym today. I mean those things they call aerobics nowadays are a waste of time, I promise I can lose more kilos walking. I mean its just silly, spinning, touching your hips, pseudo dancing moves; noooo. Didn’t enjoy it at all. I mean if I wanted to have a dance class I would have attended a Zumba session. Perhaps it was just today’s trainer. I will try someone’s else if no joy, I will keep to the circuit. it worked before, should work again.
So today the “no” test began as I was offered vetkoeks at work this morning. So for non-South Africans a vetkoek is Afrikaans for fat cake. Literally a ball of dough fried in oil. I have attached a pic. I know they look gross, but trust me, they taste better than they look 🙂 I only ever eat the brown skin anyway as I find the dough far too stiff and results in me missing the bathroom for a couple of days :). So I am very proud that I said my first “no” and hopefully I keep it up, keep the gym thingie moving and soon, pursuit conquered.