No change in the kgs this week. Yeah I know I could have NOT drank my body weight last weekend and I could have stayed away from the goodie bowl at work and I could have said no when the girl at the caf offered me half her almond toffee cookie (actually bugger that – no I couldn’t have have said no). Anyways, you get the point. Bad choices + basically 2 days of no exercise due to the NST but…
I’m getting an exercise bike today. Woohoo – lots of cardio before work. Considering I’ve got to go home for Nan’s bday in 4 weeks, how much cardio can I do? Like, if I do a HIIT session on the bike mornings then a run or other cardio in the PM plus yoga and weights and all that, is that too much?
I went for a run this morning and got a massive guts ache. Like my belly was on fire, not a normal running belly pain. It’s gone now though so who knows what that was about?
No opinions on drugs or footballers or anything else today. The other day, my sister and I walked in JB Hifi and over the to the iPod display. The salesman looked at us and asked ‘do you girls have opinions on EVERYTHING?’ Is that abnormal? Doesn’t every have opinions on things? Ha, I’ll challenge you – give me a topic and I’ll give you an opinion on it. No research or actually being informed or anything, just raw opinioning.
And, I don’t care what anyone says, having opinions is a GOOD thing.
Okay, I tried but I’ve got to say it. Who the fuck gets arrested for having non-prescription valium? Who knew it was a crime? Man, I could have been arrested many times over… and if I go down my Nan’s going with me, cos that biatch is my supplier! Every time I fly o/seas, she sends me a cocktail of tranqs to ‘help with the flight’.
Uncomforable for sure, they are too flat and don’t have enough support on the soles plus most of them rub badly around the heel on me. I do have a some Dunlop Volley ones that are awesome (I’m wearing them at the moment) – thicker soles and much more comfy. I do like Mischa Barton Keds too – not that I own any but I’m awfully amused by the whole concept. My sister & I like to throw the phrase ‘Mischa Barton Keds’ into conversation as much as possible.
I’m all for it in the right circumstances – it can be a bit socially unacceptable if they aren’t your own kids (although awfully tempting sometimes). I reckon when kids are young, like pre-verbal, and doing something dangerous you need to smack them to get the point across. It’s an instant reinforcement that they are doing wrong.
I don’t think hitting kids because you are angry about something outside of their behaviour is ever acceptable.
When Andrew was young, he did something wrong so I thought I should sit him down and talk to him about why his behaviour was wrong, being all ‘good mothery’ and stuff. He goes, “can’t you just smack me and get this over with?” I never smacked after that (I used to ban the Nintendo instead.. ha).
In the paper today, some git wrote an article on why women shouldn’t sleep with dudes on the first date. I double checked to make sure it wasn’t just some nostalgia thing from the ’50s but no, this was a genuine advice thing about dating. WTF? His whole attitude is that guys don’t respect you if you put out and they are actually wanting to you to put the brakes on their own libidos. If a guy is interested then he’ll be back for a second date.
How about this – if I have sex with a guy on the first date then, if they don’t call again, I’ve at least weeded out losers who judge me on my sexual morals and who are going to be controlling arseholes. And I’ve got a root. It’s a win-win really.