October ends with me feeling sorry for myself after having my wisdom teeth extracted a few days ago. The procedure itself went well; I think I had heard so many horror stories about broken jaws and purple bruised faces that I was pleasantly surprised when I came around. That was until the general anaesthetic wore off and my body decided to punish me. Five days since I ate solid food and the hanger is palpable.

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Yes yes I know, summer bodies are made in winter. Yet as the summer gets closer, the harder it has been to stick to any kind of fitness routine. You’d think our upcoming wedding would give me the motivation I need, but for some reason it hasn’t. It is almost a self-destructive pattern, the more pressure I feel to work out, the less I do.

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