In fairness I had stopped for about 2 hours on Monday morning. That was until I seen my bank balance and found a spare 10 cigarettes below my bed.
My bank balance was not to allow me the backpackers privilege of food but if I had nothing else I reasoned surely I could have a cigarette.
Monday was a Kate Moss. A day where "eating was cheating" and smoking those 10 fags became my sole luxury.
I know I am talking absolute shit. I mean its an excuse but stopping smoking whilst ever so stressed over your rent is no mean feat. I failed.
This week though (forgetting no food monday) I have been much better on all my other previous blog challenges.
I have been riding my bike every day. My diet, although mostly bolstered by packet Mi Georeng, has improved and I have been thinking lots on other ways to challenge myself both now and in the future.
In comparison to probably every other week of my travels this week has been pretty terrible but as next week approaches and with a few hours in work over the weekend I am happy to say I'm starting to feel happy again.
Exercise has been great for when I feel down. What's been better are the amazing people I live with at the Turf and other friends I have around the city.
Im missing my family and friends at home but yet again my foreign family has came together. As I head into the weekend I'm looking forward to spending more time with them.
Next week I'm challenging myself to stop being a depressing mess. Positive and forward facing.
Next week I am going to be me.
Peace and love. Always!
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