Yesterday I spent the day in Launceston. We left at 7.45am & got home at 1.15am this morning. It was decided half way through the day that the 8-ball would be played out on the day, rather than go back today & finish it off. This seemed like an excellent decision as things were going along fast & smoothly. When it all ‘finished’ it was found that 3 people were on equal points for the 16th place so they had to play off for that position. My husband was one of them! Our OS made the cut easily but my poor LH played & played & eventually won the place outright at about 12.30 this morning. Talk about tired!
So now they both go back in a bout a month for yet another week-end of 8-ball in the top 25 to try to qualify for the Tasmanian team to play at the nationals. They both, obviously, love their 8-ball. Our YS is already in the team. My husband looks at it as being excellent practice & would love to qualify as a Masters rep at the nationals. He has very stiff competition this year though as a lot of the older players have stepped up in the last couple of years, both in age & in skill.
Yesterday I weighed goal-weight(GW) +2.5kg. On Friday night I had corned beef with a stir-fry (not 100%), followed by some yoghurt & fruit. I have been absolutely ravenous for a couple of days. This happened at exactly the weight I am now last time. I had 2 eggs, mushroom & tomato on crackers for breakfast yesterday, ate Chinese for lunch & had yoghurt & apple last night, plus crackers. I drank extra coffee to normal.
This morning I weighed the same again. I am not going to stick to the program weighing today & will go back tomorrow 100%. This was not a conscious decision I made, but probably was in the back of my mind as a possible strategy. I made sandwiches for my husband & son but did not have any myself. I think bread is a no/no for me.
We are so tired we did not wake until 9.15 & are still in our dressing-gowns at 11.30! I had better go have a shower & get dressed. What if we have visitors?
I did not get much sleep on Friday night as I spent most of the night getting my PJ’s in a twist because my desk does not fit & is way too small for my needs. I was mentally re-arranging furniture all night! This morning I told my husband that I think it has to go back so I have shoved a table in the corner with my computer on it & will ring first thing tomorrow. We’ll probably have to borrow our son’s ute & take it back ourselves but that’s ok. We’ll do it tomorrow. I think I knew it wouldn’t be right but was so sick of looking at desks & hoped it would be right but really wishing something does not make it right. I’m fed up with making wrong shopping decisions. Cate, near enough is NEVER good enough.
After typing that I realise this also applies to weight!~
OK better go copy & paste, cheers for now, Cate