Life is a Coaster!
WHEW! So much has happened in the last 2 days...
Firstly, yesterday I dragged my 87 kilo self out of bed for another walkie. Before I went, I took my waist measurement. 2cm higher!!! What?!

I barely had time to gasp before leaving. At the last moment I took along my mobile... and lucky I did because not 10 minutes later I got called in to work - at 9.30, yIKes!!! So I had to cut my walk to just half an hour. Now.... if there's one thing I deTEST, HATE and ABHOR, it's having my exercise time interrupted. I canNOT abide it!!!!!

I dashed off to work noting grimly that in all the time I had been walking I hadn't yet had a single day that wasn't cloudy and mucky. Until yesterday. So of course I'm dragged away and can't enjoy it!
Anyway, I shut up and went to work, worked and then prepared to go and do a body balance class up at the local college gym. I had done one last year and really enjoyed it... long, smooth, graceful moves with balls and a lovely relaxed feel. So I paid 14 bucks and changed. Went into the class and every other person there was fit and thin and the instructor looked like a little She Woman.
As we all got our mats into position she told us we had to take our socks off. If there's another thing I hate, it's taking my shoes and socks off in public. It put me in a bad frame of mind from the start. And things didn't improve as we progressed. I must have landed the only insensitive, self-enthralled instructor on the planet. Her sole meaning of life was performing impossibly difficult poses and enjoying how lesser people tried in vain to imitate her. She didn't know how to encourage, couldn't connect with the participants and - the big finale - she told me off in front of the whole class just because I tried to leave early!!! I was so upset I went and complained about her to reception. When I pay 14 dollars for a class I have the right to leave when I damn well want and not be humiliated! Fucking GRRRRRR!!!
So out I went - right into the 2-weeks-late RAIN. And wind too! My umbrella was no match and I was blown over to the tram stop and got good and soaked. Exactly half an hour later (when the class actually finished) the rain stopped. I nearly chewed my lip off at the irony and the Murphy's Law-ness of the whole day. Now - here is my point... In the past, after having a day like this, I would calmly go into Coles, buy $50 worth of junk food and stuff my face for the rest of the week. Without this crutch, I had nothing to cheer me up. I sat and frowned and avoided looking at people and pondered on my absolutely shitty day.
While we were driving home, we stopped at a red light. Directly opposite was McDonald's. Not knowing what came over me and not having touched fast food with a ten foot pole for over 2 years, I heard myself saying wistfully, "I'd love some Maca's right now." I said it quietly but my father heard me. I expected him to criticise the idea, but to my utter astonishment he said, "You want McDonald's? We can go get some." And he not only took me but he paid for my food! I was so touched!

It was just what I needed.
Sure enough, once home and into the food, the crafty thoughts began to surface from their old hidey holes.
Might as well have some bread too, and jam, or a nice sweet cup of hot chocolate. I'm not losing weight anyway... And I was ready to go on that. Totally. I was halfway getting the bread out. But I was delayed.... I talked with family... sorted out some stuff in my room.... and pretty soon, the fatty food worked its magic and I realised I felt a LOT better and didn't really want anything else to eat.
I instead had some warm milk and went to bed (after stomach cramps, it must be added; stomach is over Maca's I think! lol).
This I believe was a victory for me. I had prayed to God to help me and He did! I could not have done this on my own strength!!! He brought about the situations to help me rise above the ugly test I had come up against. I SHOULD have fallen. Everything that happened to me other times to make me fall back into my own ways happened last night. But I didn't fall. Because HE held my hand.
So now if something happens, short of big tragedy stuff, to make me lapse again, I'll absolutely belt the crap out of myself...... because it will be as if all this pain I've gone through has meant NOTHING to me. And that makes me want to work even harder to make sure that it doesn't happen!
Well, today was the total opposite of yesterday. I went for a glorious walk, over 100 minutes, and ..... I bought my first car!!!! It's a little beauty! Zippy Corolla with full electrics, stereo, goes like a dream and is super duper clean. I'm so stoked I can't even believe it yet.

I can't wait to be mobile again and be able to go out and have a LIFE!!!
So yesterday's food:
*cereal with prune and banana, full cream milk;
*Granny Smith apple, dry bickie;
*6 chicken McNuggets, medium fries, ~12 almonds;
*bite mandarine, cup of unsweetened weak cocoa.
Exercise:
*30 min walk;
*30 min body balance (stretching, balance, upper body).
Today:
*cereal with prune and banana with fc milk;
*~50g small baked Snapper with herbs and olive oil;
*lamb souvlaki with lettuce, tomato & tzatziki in large white pitta bread.
Exercise:
*~100 min walk
State of mind re weight right now: Damn good!
Now all I need is a job haha!!!!!!!
