“No no no eating here today!”

“….No no no eating here today, I’m on a diiiiiet!”

As per the coaster on my desk I definitely ‘Love cake, hate diets’. 

Generally our office is not renowned for its healthy choice of snacks.  From early morning lattes, biscuits and cakes at meetings, trips into town at lunch and more biscuits and cakes mid afternoon, it’s no wonder we’re starting to feel our waist lines expanding. 

Chocolate is generally the treat of choice when we’re celebrating or having a good day but also when we’re feeling fed up and in need of a pick me up.  If we have chosen not to accept biscuits at a morning meeting we then treat ourselves to a chocolate bar at lunch.  When we're 'being good', colleagues leave chocolates on our desk as a reward for doing so well with our healthy eating.  We them become stuck in a vicious chocolate cycle!

Similarly to how I avoid buying my entire (and substantial) chocolate supply from our local shop, it gets slightly embarrassing when you’re constantly seen stuffing your face behind your desk.  Therefore Belle and I introduced stealth biscuit runs.  We wait until the office is quiet….. know the exact location of where the ‘good biscuits’ are kept….. time our tippy toe up the stairs perfectly and strike the biscuits before legging it back to our office in a fit of giggles (normal for us) and no-one is the wiser.  Mwahahaha!

These moments of hilarity gave rise to ‘biscuit tossing’, whereby Belle would ‘toss’ a biscuit for me to catch in my mouth.  A talent we quickly discovered I was surprisingly good at!  A natural gift some may say!  Happily launching myself across the office (thank you wheelie chairs) to never let a biscuit escape the grasps of my jaw. 

Working in the city centre holds its temptations.  It is far too easy to pop out for cake, coffee, chocolate or all of the above.  Just down the road is my favourite bakery, Jane’s Pantry.  We lovingly exclaim ‘”Just popping down Jane’s pants” when the mid morning munchies arise for a Winnie the Pooh biscuit (my personal favourite) or snail bun (mouth watering right now…). 

Now and again Belle and I decide to give healthy eating a go.  Belle prefers the no-sugar method, whereas I prefer the ‘everything in moderation’ approach, aka half a cake rather than a whole.  This results in a week (if we’re lucky) of “oh no thank you, I’m being good” followed by a few weeks of “eff it! I don’t care anymore!”

Obviously we need to work on our motivation and determination.  But until then, let the biscuit tossing commence!