So day 2 has arrived and it is also Friday night. I have been feeling pretty smug since last Monday, drinking water like a camel, eating healthy food and shunning the booze. I have been bouncing out of bed filled with self righteous energy. I am visualising the inches melting away from my waist, the glow of my skin, bright sparkly eyes, money saved etc etc.

But now it is Friday, the night I would normally dent the best part of a bottle of wine waving away the stress of another week. The hubby has been away all week with work so I have managed the school run, full time work and an overnight trip away for work. Booze would be my reward right now. But I’m not drinking and feel a bit disconcerted about what to do with myself.

Now the the answer is, ‘whatever you have done the last 5 nights’, but the force of 20 years of habit is strong!! I have to remember the only person who can derail me, is me.

Don’t worry, I’m not giving in, I’m just disconcerted. No doubt tomorrow I will feel even more smug than every other morning this week!!!