Wednesday, May 6, 2009

This is me, take it or leave it.

Well the longer I put it off, the harder it gets as with everything I procrastinate about.
Playing with the computer is usually what I do when I am trying to avoid doing something else, now I have run out of excuses. I have no housework, no washing, no cooking to do so here I am. It's this or sewing and I am having a bigger block with the sewing.

I am having a blogging dilemma. I think I am basically a pretty private person and I read other blogs and everybody talks about private stuff and I just don't want to . What if my Mum reads it?
But then my blog will be boring, more like show and tell, or not tell. I want people to read it, everyone wants to be popular.
Maybe the trouble is I don't want to admit any weaknesses or faults.
So this is why I haven't written anything for a while.

That and I got on the scales a couple of weeks ago after a fairly ordinary week. I thought I might have stayed the same or gone up slightly and I had put on 2.5kg!!!! I knew that it was hormones or fluid or goodness knows what but it is very disheartening when you don't get that reward from the scales at the end of the week. So of course I ate to drown my sorrows. It happened to coincide with a bread baking phase. Who can, or wants to resist fresh, hot bread?

I also sprained a rib at boot camp so wasn't allowed to exercise for nearly a week. I must say I didn't miss it. I got great pleasure watching the boot campers jog past my house as I lay in bed drinking a cuppa.

Anyway, I got back on track and was back down to 83.5kg last week. Just a blip after all.

I have discovered jogging. Well, maybe some other people have done it before me. I have discovered I can jog and have been out nearly every day this week. It is great, only takes 30 minutes and you're done and can feel virtuous for the rest of the day.

I have to stop worrying about what other people want or expect and do this how I want to do it.
Yeah. Glad I got that done.

Maybe I will start a weekly confession. Here's the first.....

I love the way my kids dress, I just pretend to be embarrassed.


  1. I love the way your girls dress too. Never send them somewhere where uniforms are mandatory.

    [spits] Jogging! [/spit]

  2. Ha! Me too!

    (About the way your kids dress.)