Tarting Up My Blog
So I spent some time today tarting up this place. I made this template, plus 3 or 4 more over a year ago (DaFFy is my alter-ego - hence the Design by button thingy).
Anyway, if something is broken, or you just think it's crappy, let me know!
Thanks to those who left positive vibes re the depressing job post - it's not only my weight that needs renovating...
70.8 And Feeling Great (Mostly)
So there is an upside to having 5 days of some gastric thing when you are on holidays. A kilos worth of upsides! Woohoo! Of course whether that kilo stays off or not is another thing, now that the gastro has finally decided to slink out of town hopefully never to be seen again.
I'm back at work this week. I'm not liking my job too much of late. It's boring, the company is so poorly organised, I have a boss who can be totally nice immediately followed by totally nasty, and I work with one of the most obnoxiously rude accountants in the world.
Don't you look about sometimes and think there
has to be more to life than this? I mean,
HAS to be? Because this cycle of going to work, going home, cooking dinner, going to bed, getting up just to do it all again can't be all there is? Can it?
I Am Sick
I rarely, ever get sick. Unless it is self inflicted and involves too much alchohol. My kids don't get sick either, or my other half.
But this week? I have definitely been sick. I don't know what it is - some kind of gastro thing I expect, but OH how my limbs ache, and ewww the diarhoea yesterday (you didn't want to know that, did you?), and I woke up early this morning cold from the breeze coming in the window, but even half getting under the doona made me sweat.
I'm on holidays from work this week and am on Day 3 of feeling poorly. I don't want to eat, but I'm hungry. I don't want to drink, but I'm so parched.
I think I shall retreat back to the couch and lie down (again). Any attempt at excercising has well and truly flown out the window.
Ta-Dah! 71.8
Bless Me Weight Loss Gods For I Have Sinned.
It's been two weeks since my last proper weigh in. I think. I'm totally losing track of everything. Even Calorie King is sending me mournful "We miss you" emails. I find that annoying, actually.
Still, from 72.6 to 71.8 is OK - I guess 400gms per week on average is around a pound or so. And seeing I haven't been doing any excercise at all....what more can I expect?
I am so, so, so lazy, but after being at work all day, the last thing I want to do is exercise. So I figure I might keep the exercise up my sleeve for when the weight loss grinds to a halt, or plateaus, or whatever.
I don't find eating well very difficult as I wasn't a huge overeater anyway. We don't regularly have dessert, I don't drink a lot of alcohol (although after the last couple of weeks maybe I should). I think my main problems are remebering to eat breakfast, and watching my portion sizes at dinner. I now make a concious effort not to eat until I am full to the brimm, to eat more slowly, and it seems to be working...slowly.
Tennis
So after work, I did some washing (boo!), had some dinner (yummmo Beef Satay something Lean Cuisine as the hubby and kids are away), did a hard 30 mins on the exercise bike (yuck, on a warm Sydney evening), and now, Lleyton Hewitt is getting thumped in the tennis (yay!!).
What an obnoxious prat he is. Give me Roger Federer any day. Please.
My mum took my boys (aged 13 and 14) to the Australian Open today. I was a bit concerned about her in the heat today, but apparently they are all fine and just a little starstruck!
