Today the poor thing just wore itself out, and there was still half my little condo to do. I was careful to pick up the cat toys first; I think Zen just feels a manly responsibility to protect us girls from potentially vicious machinery.Have you gotten past the post-trip bloat yet? Maybe it was the change in diet after all that healthy food in Japan?
Mez, sorry to hear about your friend. I know what an empty place our old friends leave when they go, even if we rarely see them.
Derry, a friend of mine (formerly fat and out of shape, now fantabulous)trained for a sprint triathlon last year, and she had a calendar with special stickers for swimming, running, and biking. She said even though she knew it was silly, it was motivating.....
Curly, still motoring along, back up above her daily hour again. A woman of few words, no doubt too busy knocking off those challenges to blether on like some of us.
Well, tonight was my spinning class. An hour of tuchus torture. I'm so far behind everyone else in the group, fat and out of shape.
And yes, I know that I'll never get back IN shape unless I go and humiliate myself this way. I'm just having a very quick little pity party here. Day 6 of CREAK over with. Day 5 of DETOX also done with. It was interesting while I was spinning, almost as if I had two independent trains of thought going on. The voice with the little halo and wings 
was full of resolve, absolutely determined to get super-serious and not just drop wine and chocs but set a calorie limit and stick to it and melt back to a normal size. The other one, the one with the pitchfork 
, was busy planning to go to Wendy's for dinner after class. You'll never guess who won... 
(But I only had the burger, no fries.)I invented (?) a tasty way to eat more apples today: I put half a pack of instant oatmeal in the bottom of a bowl, then sliced 2 apples over it, then some cinnamon and a tbsp of maple syrup, and into the microwave on hi for 2 minutes. Yummm. Instant apple cobbler. (I think it would work as well and be even healthier with regular oats, of which I have none right now.)
Tomorrow I'm flying off until Saturday for work. And I'm not taking the laptop, so may not be in touch. But I will take my workout duds, and hope to use the hotel gym.
what the??????????? i am aussie and know a lot of slang, but NO it that is not typical aussie slang?????????? All the others are pretty typical!We do have a lot of slang, i must admit, though to us it is normal! so most do not even really realise it is only slang! Australian and American English are way different! we still spell colour not color! and we say can't (car-n-t NOT can-t) or past (p-ar-st, not p-ast), I think it is hilarious when I watch Oprah or DR Phil or Springer and an aussie stands up in the audience, and the whole set just goes quiet!!!!!!! 
Let's hope I can keep this up. I was thinking that a couple years ago, when my weight was a good 4 kgs less despite the fact that I had a lot more muslce, I would jog 5 K four or five times a week, AND do heavy weight workouts. I was eating more but not that much more, so it was no wonder I could maintain a lower weight. Oh well, this is the price I pay for being short! 
Yes, I suppose, some people would use those words. They may just shorten it to something starting with a "b" and ending with "tch" though. Oh, yes, this higher-up (really not a concept in my mind...) is either yella or something worse. We tend to call him much worse. Oh, yes, and "male idiot"....aren't you being rather redundant? Well, I took your advice and Shad's and did put the pride aside, by sending back a short email saying I was willing to help and he should tell me more. Well, he send me more specifics and it sounds like the money is better than I expected so that's good. Apparently it wasn't him seeking my help actually. He said someone else in the section asked him to ask me....when I heard that I wanted to shoot back something nasty but I restrained myself...it was hard!... and, after writing out little nasty things, cut them back out and sent the message. Sigh. There is no making up with this guy I think. He is always playing the vague, disappearing act, use you and screw you and come slinking around for more...doesn't sound like a professional relationship, does it? 
Speaking of slinking and such....I was thinking you were writing me some sort of Zen koan before, till I remembered Zen was your cat. Cool! Then again, maybe it is a koan, from Zen. Cooler! I will ask my furries to interpret for me. 
Ah, like duh!!! Sigh again. 
I just went out and bought some little round dots. They didn't have any stars. I don't know what I'll do with 'em, but I'll start sticking them on the calendar I guess to indicate riding, jogging, weight training and maybe an OK challenge day. That way, even if I restart, I can see all the good days I had nonetheless. They too are important. 
The Aussie I asked at work yesterday about the sucking thing...wow, did that get a look from him!! 
It's more dangerous of course. The only time I don't do so is to Japanese running me down in the street on their bikes and so. Them I just call "jerk!" in English. Better than starting a fight, as they're not going to change anyhow....sigh. Sounds like you and I work for the same place? 
