Thank You !

A big thank you to everyone for your welcome back comments and e-mails
- I have to be honest and say that I didn't think that anyone would
have missed me so I was very touched to see that I was missed.

Well last night was not quite the night that I had planned. I didn't
get to walk but I did manage to go shopping so that I have lots of
point friendly snacks to bring with me to work. I thought that was
more important as the snack machine and Coles over the road have been
supplying my mid-morning or mid-afternoon snacks and I knew that I had
to stop those if I was to have any hope of losing these dreaded kilos
I have put on. Plus, I have to say that the weather was just
atrocious last night with dreadful winds blowing. Now I know that I
wouldn't have got blown away (not with these extra kilos I am carrying
anyway) but having been awake since 2am wondering if our roof was
going to blow off due to the renovations we are in the middle of doing
I felt I had every right to flop onto the bean bag after dinner and
wait for work time to come around.

While at work last night I was thinking about Oprah and her yo-yo
dieting and it got me to wonder how I would do if I had a personal
chef and a personal trainer working with me – every day and every
meal. Would I still do the secret eating thing if I knew that someone
was preparing me point friendly meals and snacks each day ? I do know
that if I had a PT kicking my butt and encouraging me along the way I
would be more inclined to exercise because I am, at heart, a lazy
person who would really prefer to sit and read a book than go out and
exercise.

I have my pilates class tonight but if I get home from work in time I
am going to walk / jog there so that will be a bit of exercise for the
day. Then I really need to get my act together to have something to
do most days after work. I guess part of me doesn't really want to
get into any exercise regime as such because I know that in a couple
of weeks time it is all going to go to pot when Al is in hospital and
I am trying to see him, work, get K organised for school as well as
getting her up to Brisbane to see her Dad. Actually, I think that is
also part of why I have let things slide as far as they have – no
excuse, I know, but a fact none the less. I felt as though I would be
wasting my time trying to get back on track and worry about what I am
putting in my mouth when I knew that for the first couple of weeks
after his operation, it is just going to be really difficult for me to
hold it all together. I think that this week I have realised that,
while it may turn to sh*t in a few weeks time, that doesn't stop me
from doing what I can between now and then to try to minimise any
additional gains.

It is really strange but all the weight I have put in on is all
between my waist and my thighs – I wish it would spread itself out a
little bit more evenly over the rest of my body.

TFTD : A friend is one who walks in when others walk out

TIAGF : Our roof not blowing off the house