Something I ingested yesterday decided to disagree with my lower digestive tract at around 0530 this morning. I'm not about to over-analyse it, but I feel horrible. Much less horrible after a long sleep, covered in kittens and a huge bowl of fruity porridge. But I'm very glad that it wasn't me who discovered the "present" from the kittens this morning. Poor little mousey-thing looked very deflated, apparently.
Yes, yesterday was very indulgent and my stomach probably can't cope with that sort of thing any more, but it was all delicious and we had a fantastic day from start to finish:-
(roasted pheasant with potatoes, broccoli, baby corn, sugar snap peas and a Madeira sauce - ate almost none of the potatoes and there are lots of pheasant leftovers - starter was a trio of different cures of smoked salmon on granary toast and dessert was a feather-light, calorie-laden chocolate souffle)
And I got unexpected fabulous presents at the end of dinner:-
My HRM watch is reminding me that last week was quite productive on the exercise front, so I'm not feeling in the slightest bit bad about doing none at all today and taking it easy at home... more nappage to come as I can feel the need again and my guts are about to crest another wave of feeling horrid.
Exercise count: 5
Exercise time: 04:57
Exercise kcals: 2,810
Since 15th June 2009:-
Exercise count: 205
Exercise time: 118h
Exercise kcals: 65,631