Thursday, March 22, 2007
It's a strange way of saying that I know I'm supposed to love you
I'm still here, safe and well and plodding along nicely.

OK, so maybe I've had a few freakouts where I realised I was in over my head in terms of keeping up with my uni work AND actual work, but aside from that things are fine.

Obviously I survived the gall bladder operation (remember that little event?) and aside from the 4 scars on my belly and my intimate relationship with the toilet now it's like it never happened.

This week I arrived at my March mini-goal early - I wanted to lose 26kg by the end of the month so that I could say I had lost 26kg in 52 weeks, since half a kg a week is supposed to be a healthy amount to lose. I think I have been watching too much of The Biggest Loser because I somehow managed to lose 3.2kg in one week which takes my total to 26.2kg lost so far. That's a fraction under 58 lb. I need to lose 2.8kg more to get to my WW goal, when I can collect my handy dandy celebratory keyring, and keep going for another 4kg to reach my actual goal. Scary stuff, accomplishing for the first time ever what one sets out to achieve.

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