As promised in my last 'Fat And Stupid' post, I explain how I got to the sorry state of believingI had to feel guilty and sorry for myself. 

Firstly, let me assure you that I'm feeling better. I did not miraculously drop to 15% body fat, not sure if I lost any weight at, all but at least my head is feeling like it is occupied by a functional brain and not by a depressed sponge. Mind over matter! But how did it all start?

Sorry. I know the first bit of the title sounds like a Trump quote. But that's how I've been feeling the last few months, and I've been struggling to come to terms with that. It's also the reason why I have not been blogging for a while. To be honest I do not mind the "fat" part that much. Yes, I gained weight...the equivalent to a mini schnauzer. Yeah, go ahead. I know you want to google it. But it does not bother me that much. 

What bothers me in the first place the "stupid" part. I going through brain fog, no motivation, sluggishness and a very poor memory. How forgetful? I forgot the name of that actor with the photoshopped abs. I tried to remember for 5 days until I gave up and googled it. Ryan "gluten-free" Gosling. Aaaargh!