The 1000 word a day challenge has now reached day 17, it's surprising how fast it goes, but it certainly is a challenge and leaves me with little energy to write a here. Which is my excuse anyway. I now have two regular things I do each evening. One write a 1000 words and two play on Harvey. I should really fit in there a third which would be some kind of exercise to get fit, lose weight and be healthier. However there just doesn't seem to be enough hours in the day. However, the reminder comes and slaps me in the face every time I put on a particular shirt which used to fit me but doesn't now. Especially around the waist where I can feel a tight pull. I'm hoping eating chilli with your food speeds up metabolism, being on account it is spicy and fire like. So maybe my stomach kicks into overdrive. However at the rate I eat it looks like my breakfast, lunch and dinner should be nothing but bowls of chilli vegetables. I blame the chilli sauce in my chicken noodle soup today for the farts. Sparkling will be glad I'm not near her. Mind her occasional sinus problem is useful and avoids me having to worry about being told off for farting. It's got to be an age thing, and a food thing. I'll have to check out micro bacteria yoghurt things maybe they will help.
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