Anyone here from the Northern Hemisphere? Are you sick of winter too? I miss salads, mangoes and sunlight. My sister just got back from three weeks in Australia and all she could say was, "The food! The food! It's so light, so fresh. The FOOD!"
Here it is cold and dark and makes you want to curl up and snooze in a tub of mashed potatoes. I miss walking into Woolies at home and seeing row upon row of delicious summery foods. Like those bins full of mixed lettuce leaves that you just scoop into a bag. Instead of pre-washed plastic bags of leaves that are sprayed with pesticides and god knows what else so they stay "fresher" for longer. I miss weather that makes you crave light salads coz the sun stays around longer than 3pm.
I 'm just homesick for the fruit and veg.
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It's taken me for-freakin-ever to post The New Year's Post. Excuses? Worked Xmas and Boxing Day. Slummed it at Chateau Scottish Companion from 27 – 31st. Worked New Years and January 2. Spent 3 and 4 helping my dear sister pack up her stuff for London. Today I finally returned to Normal Work so it's time to resume blogging duties!
Next week I will clock up four years on the Weightloss Caper. Woohoo! As I said in the last entry, this is going to be the final year of said caper. I've had e-bloody-nough of it, I want rid of the rest of the lard and I am willing to go hell for leather in 2005 just to get the bastard done.
Some specific goals:
- Train for and run in a 5k this spring/summer. My reward shall be an iPod. Hmm. Better start saving.
- Get serious about the weights. I tried on some dresses yesterday, and while overjoyed to find I can fit into stuff from Monsoon, I looked flabby as hell and I almost cried right there in the change rooms. SO, Three Pump classes a week OR two Pump classes and one lot of resistance exercises at home (squats, walking lunges, cavorting with the Swiss ball)
- Reintroduce the Sugar Ban. It was working brilliantly until I was giving a box of shitty Celebrations chocolates by a colleague. I didn't think a inch-long miniature Bounty bar could do any harm, but as usual I didn't stop there and it turned into a good three weeks of stuffing my freaking face.
- WRITE. Take this site seriously as a tool to help my weight loss. Write more about the tedious daily weight loss bullshit, just like in 2001 – The Golden Year – so this site can capture the changes and feed my motivation.
Things are still vague and unresolved re The Future, I wish I had some specific news for you. I have spent all day at work fielding questions. When one of my colleagues arrived today, he raced over to my desk, picked up my left hand and said in crushed tones, "Awww, man!". Another colleague brought me a bottle of freakin champagne, thinking surely I'd have something to celebrate by now. They are all fascinated by the soap opera-ness of my life right now, stopping short of placing bets on the outcome.
As soon as I know I will let them, and yourselves, know all about it. Until then I am hitting the gym like a mofo, because sitting around getting lardy isn't going to help anyone. I returned to Pump class yesterday and decided to maintain my weights despite not having been for four weeks. I am in agony today. Woohoo!
This entry is so dreary and I am sure the fatigue and extreme BLAHNESS is showing through. But the more I exercise and the better I eat, the more witty and fun I will become. Ha ha. So, please don't get bored and run away. I am fighting really hard to be optimistic and upbeat and not fall in a steaming pit of self pity. Mwahaha. So stick around, comrades.