Vending Machine Woe

I am valiantly trying to stay away from the vending machine at work. Who's bloody bright idea was it to install that? Utter, utter, fucking horrible bastards. I can go days without chocolate if I'm at home, but at work I seem to be constantly hungry for chocolate. Sometimes I don't even want it, but it's like I'm possessed. I buy it anyway and eat it and feel horrible and guilty for ages.
I'm not particularly overweight, but could do with losing a stone and a half (21lbs) to get to my ideal weight. I'm not against eating sweets, and I'm not into deprivation. When I think about it logically, I would much prefer to forego my daily choccy bar from the machine and have some lovely ice-cream at the weekend.

SO WHY CAN'T I STOP EATING IT?!

I have not had any since yesterday, I am very proud of myself. Hopefully I can keep it up.

I have a masterplan anyway, which is helping me stick to my goals for once. Me and Mr.102 are planning on trying for a baby in about a year/18 months time, and I want to be as healthy as I can be. Rather than just focusing on losing weight, I am focusing on getting fit instead, and weight loss will be a lovely side effect.

So....I need to keep thinking about the lovely baby I will hopefully have sometime in 2010 and how healthy and fit and happy I will be.

This made no sense, but I had to get my vending machine frustration out.

Fucking, fucking bastard who bought it. I hate whoever it was that decided that.

Sorry about the swearing!