Well it has to be said that we hit an all time low with our attempts to look better naked last week. Bought about by the stress of presenting to 100 people, launching a new magazine and generally getting fed up from surviving on protein shakes and thin air. The result was a blow-out on Thursday night after our Schmooze presentation where the entire pr shop team disco danced until the wee hours (well 1am, but that's a fair effort on a school night!). We were invited to the re-opening of Boogie Wonderland, which was a fine way to celebrate - by showing off some night fever body language of our own.
Needless to say that our personal trainer, Cindy, was none too impressed with our efforts, and didn't think that two hours of disco dancing counted as a cardio workout. So after a poor show with our training session on Friday (sweaty, hungover, bad form) we were reprimanded and told to swear off alcohol for the remaining two weeks. We've since decided that honesty is not always the best policy and have made a pact that what goes on tour, stays on tour. So we're not telling her about the Creme Egg, six beers, two burgers, bottle of wine and fruit covered in chocolate fondue that we collectively consumed over the weekend.
With just over a week and a half to go before that all important weigh-in, it's back to the celery sticks and water for us.
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