89 days

Not so good eating last night and today — esp since I went out for most meals on account of being too damn lazy to cook.  Last night I had cake… oops.  But OMG it was banana caramel cake (kinda of a tiramisu consistency) with meringue on top.  Oh yeah so worth it.  I only had half a slice and really I should have stopped at half of that cos it was so rich (like around the time I said “I really should stop eating this”).

Anyway, back on board tomorrow.  I went to the market today and got some stirfry beef and chicken breasts to cook up so I don’t have to worry about dinner for the next week only I’m so sick of everything I can think of to cook.  Any ideas?

13 weeks to go: 85.7 kgs

Yikes, this weight loss is kinda not happening!  Actually I’m not too unhappy this week since I skyrocketed up to 88 kgs earlier in the week (I think too much salty food). 

I’d planned all kinds of happy, productive activities for today on account of not working but… well a few months ago I had a root canal (the first treatment) then haven’t been back for the followup.  Oops.  Yesterday the tooth felt a bit sensitive and I thought I should get it seen to.  This morning it was incredibly painful.  I rang the dentist and they said they had an appointment if I could come straight in so now I’m all numb and have just taken some painkillers and I think sleep is the only thing on the agenda.  I HATE the dentist!  I do like immediate appointments though, less time to stress about it.

Apparently I had a bit of an infection.  The dentist said it could settle down straight away or might flare up since things have been disturbed.  He gave me a script for antibiotics just in case.  Screw that.  I am totally stoic when it comes to pain and never take antibiotics unless it’s absolutely necessary – except when it comes to dentistry, then I’m a total pussy.

91 days to go!

Man, that countdown is going fast!

I’ve decided I really need to cut down on my carbs – when I enter my food into calorie king, a fair heft of them are carbs (nearly 65% yesterday).  I dunno if it’s true, but I read in a magazine article that it’s esp good to cut carbs to lose belly fat so it’s worth a try.  So I’m trying to cut all processed carbs out for the next few weeks to see how I go.  I pretty much get ample from the fruit and vege I eat anyway.

I went for a run today.  Damn good week to have off work – it was gorgeous at Princess Park around lunch time.  I’ve started having calf problems again though.  Maybe I’ll go back to my physio but I don’t want to spend $$$ if I don’t have to since I’ve got car rego due plus booked it in for a service.  Damn car, cutting into my holiday funds.

93 days: blah!

After my weight loss last week, I got on the scales and had skyrocketed back to 88 kgs!  That’s a 3 kg gain overnight.  Logically I knew it was a dodgy reading on the scales but that doesn’t stop it being hella traumatic and whinge-worthy.  It’s dropped back to 86 point something now but still not good.  I wanna be under 85 goddamnit!!!!

On Friday I took Andrew shopping for a grown up bed.  The saleswoman asked him if I was his sister!  Oh yeah, I love that. 

I’ve been pretty lazy this weekend – did some running with hills on Friday then nothing yesterday.  Today I’d planned a long run but wasn’t sure about the weather so ended up at the gym.  I ran on the treadie then thought about doing weights but couldn’t be arsed and I want to do the kettlebell class tomorrow so figured it would be too much.  Instead I did lots of stretching cos I’ve been really sore lately.

Speaking of sore, I’ve been taking glutomine (sp?) powder.  I know I started talking it for a reason – maybe to minimise recovery time?  But I really can’t remember why or how much I should be taking.  Does anyone take it or know anything about it?

Oops

I thought I had every thing at work sorted – finish the bad job tomorrow and start the good job on Monday.  Except I realised last night that I don’t start THIS Monday but Monday in a week’s time.  Oops.  I almost said I’d work an extra week at the bad job … except I really, really, really don’t wanna.

Even though I really need to be saving at the moment, I think a week’s break will do me good.  I’ve been getting sick a lot lately and feeling blah, so some ME time will have to help.  And a week off – yah!

I’ve been thinking a bit lately about long term goals vs short term ones.  Shauna over at Diet Girl says that anything can be a metaphor for weight loss and I reckon this definitely is.  Since I booked this holiday, I feel like my whole focus has been been on that.  In some ways that’s good – having a deadline can really help with the motivation – but in other ways I feel like I’m putting my life on hold just for a two week vacation. 

There are things I want to do, like burlesque dancing class, but feel I can’t justify the expense.  Other things, like writing, have taken a backseat while my focus is elsewhere.

I guess it’s true of most things in life: you have to have the long term goals and put your efforts towards them, but you can’t live in the future.  That’s sacrificing a lot of days to enjoy the pleasure of a few.

On the exercise front, I change my rest day to today.  I think it was the grueling workout yesterday (although I worked out I spent more time exercising than I did when I ran the half marathon, and I reckon more effort) that did me in so much as the lack of sleep.

96 days: crazy!

Well I wanted to do lots tonight – fit in a run plus boxing class then go-go and I did just that.  Only it wasn’t as easy as I thought.

First up, I got to the gym and did an interval session on the treadie – 3 mins fast, 3 min recovery x 5 plus warm up and cool down.  I went in hard, figuring boxing class would be easy and I didn’t want to hold back on the running.  Ha ha ha!

Got to boxing – normally we do a circuit involving some hard work (eg sparring with the instructor) but lots of easier stuff too – like speed ball which is more skill than anything (maybe if you’re like a super boxer then it gets harder but for me, just trying to control that sucker is hard enough).  I figured I’d only be really working on about 1-2 out of 6 stations.

Yeah, good plan.  Except that only one other person turned up.  So it was 3 mins or so full on sparring with the instructor then 3 mins other stuff.  A majorly intense session.

Went to the change rooms and showered then headed to go-go class.  At least that would be a bit more relaxed.  Again, ha!  Normally we learn the moves then practice the moves then dance.  Tonight was all dancing… energetic dancing at that.

That’s nearly 3 hours of exercise – first I killed my legs, then I killed my arms then I killed the entire body!  Luckily I followed it with a restorative steak sanga!  Too awesome (and only $8 – best counter meal value in town).

97 days. Official weigh in: 85.5 kgs

Woohoo!  A bigger loss to than I was expecting, esp since I had poo issues this morning.  Well not so much poo issues as ‘housemate hovering around the bathroom door where he can hear me’ issues. 

Normally I have no toilet noise issues.  I never even realised that people felt that way until a few years ago – like people who can’t go at the work toilets if anyone else is in there (personally I reckon it’s great… getting paid to poo is awesome!).  My sister is all toilet issues – she can’t go anywhere else but home and then if no one else is around. 

I also talk to people when they are on the loo.  Apparently some people find this wrong, but I’ve never even thought about it too much.  Like if Simon and I go for a run and are both using the loos at Princes Park, we’ll keep talking.  We even discuss our business!

But somehow, my housemate being around puts me off.  Maybe because he’s so creepy.  I don’t think he’s hovering around to be creepy and sick (although I’m not 100% convinced on that) but more because he’s started leaving for work later than he used to so we have a bit of a rush for the bathroom (and I always win cos I’m fast and wily).

98 days to go

Went for a run this morning, wasn’t going to cos it was running but decided to suck it up and get out there.  Tomorrow I want to run after work but I also want to do boxing class and go to go-go class.  Is that too much for one night?  Prolly.  I could put off the run until Thursday but I’ve got to fill in time until boxing starts anyway.

I’m not sure if I’m finishing work on Thursday or Friday.  My contract finishes Thursday but I said I’d stick around till Friday if they need me – cos I’m generous of spirit and self-sacrificing … and really need the cash.  Now I regret saying it cos Andy got his tax return and wants to go bed shopping.  I hate shopping on weekends and he has Friday off work.  He also wants to go shoe shopping on Smith St – that could be very dangerous!

I had a chicken alfredo thingie for dinner last night – then put it in Calorie King and found out it had 450 calories! WTF, it was tiny.  I’d cooked a second one for tonight’s dinner and decided to throw it but it was very delicious so I couldn’t.  How can you get that many calories into one tiny chicken pattie?  I guess it had lots of butter and was crumbed and stuff.  Plus the calories were for Ingham’s ones and mine was from Preston market so prolly more healthy.  From now on, I’ll stick to proper chicken stuff I make myself then there won’t be any nasty surprises.

99 days: Yah!

I went to Kettlebell class tonight.  Not sure about this class — my back feels very tight. It bugs me in classes like this when the instructor seems to spend more time doing their own thing than instructing since it’s one of those things were form is really important.

Another fun day at work today.  One of the staff members TOLD me I couldn’t wear my ipod at work because I didn’t answer her when she spoke to me.  I told her I wasn’t used to people hollering at me across the office!  WTF.  Seriously, she was sitting at her desk calling out stuff to me (her desk is on the other side of the office) and I’m supposed to answer? 

I rang my agency today to find out when my contract ends and they said Thursday – yippee! 

Oh yeah and I got home to find out we have a new housemate. He goes “ít’s okay, I work for Mick” (our landlord) and I was like PML cos every other housemate we’ve had who’s worked for him has ended up in jail or rehab!  Seriously, where do they find these ppl?  I’m about to go tell him to turn his freaken TV down cos he’s got it on full volume.  If I wasn’t going to Japan, I’d so be moving out.  Maybe I just won’t bother coming back!  Oh yah, and now he’s hacking up his lungs…. just die already.

100 short little days: Arrggghh!

Oh wowzers – I can remember my countdown saying I had 170 days until I went to Japan and now it’s at 100.  It’s going so fast.  I’ve got my Operation Japan plan written up on my fridge – lose weight, save money, learn Japanese – and feel like I’ve made insignificant progress toward any of them.

Weight loss wise I’ve only lost about 1 kg net, although managed to pack on a few then get rid of them.  I can blame being sick and weekends away and all the rest but really for the next 100 days, I need to give 100% (that’s like 1% a day, yeah?  lolz).

Saving money has been going okay but, because I’ve had time off work sick, I’m not earning as much as I’d planned.  I guess I’ll be fine, what with my tax refund etc.

Learning Japanese isn’t going too bad either but it feels like the more I learn, the more I realised I don’t know!  Yikes. 

Apart from saving money, I could pretty much get away with doing nothing about the other two.  I mean people travel all the time without knowing a word of the local language and it’s not like there is some magical weight that makes holidays more fun, but for me they are important.  I want to achieve these things in the next 100 days.  I want to feel that I’ve done all that I can.

Today I’d planned to get to the fun run at Princes Park but still feel a bit iffy in the gut so didn’t make it (the bad weather didn’t help either)  but went out for a 5 km run later in the day.  The legs felt so very bad.  I dunno how I can regress so much with having a week off!  Still it was good to be back into it.  Hopefully there’ll be no more sickness etc for the next 100 days.