Ahhhh January, the month of positive vibes, green juice and your slightly terrifying journey back to the gym…
Literally everyone is fitter than me
I did go for that walk on Christmas Day…
Maybe I should just delete my Instagram account instead?
I mean, wtf
If I go to the gym then I can snapchat about it
Guess, I have to go shopping for hot gym clothes first then
This actually isn’t so bad
Don’t know what Patrice is always complaining about
I can do this, I’m such a babe
I feel amazing, I look amazing
My bum is so much firmer already
Wait, wtf, am I actually sweating gravy?
Why can’t I just go to La Fromagerie like everyone else
I need to go home, mum’s cooking dinner
Need. Get. Off. Worse. Than. Northern. Line.
Just one more section of Come Dine With Me then treadmill will be over
Arguing with your internal self like
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