Yay Tuesday is day off day!

Well I have made it to day 8, well tomorrow anyway. Tomorrow is offically my day off so can splurge and get take away although Dazza goes to school tomorrow night so might have to wait a long time to get some food.

I have now done 7 days straight of exercise, Kerryn will be impressed, and I'm still motivated. Altough this is not my record for motivation, i think it was 4 - 5 weeks with Kerryn training me. I still haven't weighed myself from the last time that I had Dazza remove the battery from the scales and when I asked for him to replace it for a weigh in today, he refused and told me to wait another week or 2. I guess it makes sense because if I haven't lost anything or not enough by my high standards, I will be back in the fridge no doubt.

I do have to work out some nasty but nice treats I can give myself without blowing the diet because if I do have even something small in the cupboard for a special occassion, you can be sure I will eat it until its gone. Something I will definitely have to work on.

I forgot to mention that the other day I received 3 Usana 'Macro Optimizers' in the mail that I had 'won' through the Beach House Roxburgh Park opening. I'm still a bit scared to eat them, with the little happy pills I'm taking and the carbs/sugar & fat content in them, I just don't know. They have a use by date of 10th may so will have to make my mind up sooner or later.

I'm feeling so good at the moment, I don't know if its from the exercise and diet or just from being content. But while I'm on a roll I'm going with it. I can tell you that staying up late just doesn't cut it anymore. Although in a previous post I said I felt about 22 years old, I'm a 'NANA' when it comes to late nights. So on saying that, its very late for me and I have to get my 'beauty' sleep, let me tell you I need heaps. Have to get Dazza up at 5am so nite nite.

Sad realisation of life

Today when i went for a walk to the supermarket cause I was feeling like takeaway instead of chicken I noticed something really sad. I walked past the police station on my way back and noticed a man pull up in a ute with his son. After a quick hug and grabbing his back pack which looked bigger than him, he must have been about 5 years old, they walked across the front of the Police station and then I turned back the man was driving away. The sad realisation is that he needed to drop of his very young son at a Police station to have mum pick him up. It dawned on my that all over the world today at about the same time, many parents are doing kid swaps. I swear if I ever manage to have kids and, God forbid, if Dazza and I split, I will never put my child through that.

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On a better note, I did go to the supermarket and brought steak instead and am having steak, potato wedges in the oven (home made) and beans. Dazza of course is having steak and chips, no doudt with 'dead horse'.

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Thought I'd add a picture of my version of Chicken Parma - consists of chicken breast, ham, salsa and lite tasty cheese ;-}

A new conclusion in my life

Today whilst on my walk, I had a good chance to think about my life. It feels like for all our married life we have been in debt or trying for a baby through natural, supernatureal and scienctific means. That is what it has come down to. I realised that I am 38 years old but feel 22. So why do I have to have a baby now. Why can't I go back to IVF when I'm 40 or 41 for that matter? I have decided that we will pay off our debts (except the home loan of course, I'm not completely mad) refinance our home and travel a bit. We have never really travelled although we did go to Bali, we also took our 2 neices at the age of 14 with us. So not really travelled together as a couple. And to top it off, I feel that I made the right decision because as soon as I said it to myself a NAB bank car drove past. That I will take as an omen. Call me crazy but I believe in all of those signs.

Before going back to IVF I want to have lost at least 10 kilo's if not all of my unwanted 20 kilo's. I want to appear in photo's and not feel ashamed or selfconcious as soon as I see a camera come out. I realised today that I don't have many photo's of my bother in-law, Jeff, who died at 33, nearly 4 years ago. Then realised that if I died today, dazza and my family would find it very hard to find any photo's of my that aren't at least 5 years old. That to me is a sad realisation.

So I will start a 'things to do' list on the side of this blog and keep a track of the things I want to do and the things I actually accomplish. First is to start to save for a holdiay to the States. I also have to get over the fear of dying in a terrorist attack before I can get on a flight. Pay off my debts and refinance the house. And finally go back to IVF once I have lost this weight to make it easier to conceive.

Boy I have really been thinking deep lately, don't know where thats come from :-}

I am just so amazed

You know I have been doing this plan for only a couple of days but I am amazed that after doing my second day of circuit training in 4 days my legs have recovered and today even when I got up I wasn't sore! That has just amaxed me. I even had the energy to go for a walk today, day 5, at about 5kms per hour. I did 4kms in 45 minutes so happy and not sore. Fantasic.

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Today is my mum's birthday.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY 66th MUM

Oh Boy, just for a day off

So last night was fabulous seeing Pink but today is another story. I have already organised a day off for today so thought, excellent, get the exercise done and clean the house. Yeah right. After going to bed at 2am, I had to wake Daz at 5am, once he had left at 5.30am I thought, nice, back to sleep, MandySpice can get herself up at 6am like she told me. Yeah right. 6.20am, still no noise from MandySpice except for her alarm constantly going off. As I am a control freak I get up and tell her to wake up, which she is but now decides at she doesn't have to leave until 6.40am, which I find funny as she needs to get from Craigieburn to Mill Park within 15 minutes to start her shift. Much to my disgust, I hear her get ready for work which didn't entail food or hot drink, I hear her crack a can of COKE! Kids nowadays?? Any ways, she's now gone but within 30 minutes of her leaving she calls to say her car has broken down. Oh my God. Then again 10 minutes later to tell me she has a flat tyre and her boss is picking her up from where she has broken down. Jump back into bed to only continue to get calls from her. So on a few hours sleep I'm up. Get a call again to ask if I can drive to her fathers work in Laverton to pick up money to pay for repairs. It's day off people!

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However I can say with pride, exercise is done and not as sore as I was when I tried to do the same workout 2 weeks ago and then stopped. Cause I couldn't walk properly! But day 4 of the plan down. Yeah for me.

So much for the not exercising thing tonight

Well it took for ever to get into the city tonight to go to the Pink concert, and then we had to walk from Swanston St car park cause there seemed to be no trams coming! So we walked there and back. Although it didn't seem far, that last stretch seemed like it would never end. We finally got to Rod Laver Area and found a huge line, I thought it must have been people buying tickets, stupid me since they were sold out. The were lining up to go through security before even entering the line to go in the front door! Had to empty my drinks into cups as you couldn't even take in a water bottle for Gods sake. (Yes you would be suprised to know I took water to the concert;-)) However it all seemed to hard. Merchandise was over priced as per normal. The concert booklet was $25, flashing things were $10, key chain things that go around your neck were $15, t-shirts started at $45 and even the single was dearer than the t-shirt at $55, there was a sleeveless hoodie at $75 and a tracksuit type of jacket at $95, needless to say I came home with nothing. I won't even send $20 on a Nike or addidas t-shirt. There were some scaley guys at the end of the concert on the street selling t-shirts for $10 that just said P!NK. But no didn't buy from them either.

So as for the concert. Boy can that girl sign and perform. The things she did hanging from from what looked like curtains but really long and also something that looked like a fishing net, the mind boggles. All in all a good night, she was on stage for about an hour and fourty minutes, which seemed to be over in a blink of an eye. My poor friend Jody, (getting better everyday I hope) didn't make to the concert but I called her from the concert and she got to hear some at least and hopefully my digital camera caught some good clips that I can email to her.

WooooHoooo

WoooooHooooooo today is PINK day!!!

I haven't done any exercise today and won't fit it in between now and the concert so I will have to jump about like a school girl to get in at least 30 minutes of cardio today. I sure do believe that going to a concert with my georgous neice MandySpice is better than swimming laps anyway :-)

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