I was suppose to go and see Shrek 3 last night but plans changed and I ended up going shopping with my bestie Vicki (have you noticed that I shop a lot?) We spent a few hours shopping and walking around Chady and laughing and taking the mickey out of fellow unsuspecting shoppers and ourselves.
It was an early night and frankly that’s what I needed. I’m finding that I am starting to get out of breath quite easily and I am easily exhausted. I came home and found my friend Alister on the front door step. We ended up watching DVDs until I fell asleep on the sofa.
This morning I got out of bed and temptation took over so I decided to weigh myself. I stripped down to my knickers and socks and weighed myself. I stepped on and off the scales a couple of times and then I would weigh myself holding my breath and then weigh myself again not holding my breath.
I screamed with delight when I saw that I was down to 112 kilos. That’s a total loss of 8 kilos. I was so happy that I started to dance up and down my hallway singing, “You can’t stop the music, nobody can stop the music” in nothing but my undies and socks. Yes I know I am a crazy bitch. I was just so happy I had no other way of expressing it.
I decided to go on a quick walk before I met up with my mum to do our usual mother daughter bonding session of shopping. I put on my running shoes and I would walk for 20 steps and then run for 20 steps. Its been my dream to start running but there is no way I could just start running as I am sure my lungs would collapse so I figured that this would be a good introduction to running. I lasted 40 minutes and actually felt quite good after my walk/run.
Sadly I tried to put my Polar heart monitor on (it sits right under the boobies) it was rubbing and hurting my wounds so I decided against it. I cant wait to start documenting my runs and all the stats on how many kilometers I am doing, how many calories I am burning and so forth.
Anyways it’s a Saturday night and tonight I am going to clean my house and be in bed nice and early. A boring night for some I’m sure, but I feel like being a homebody tonight and being on my own.
Reney
P.S The above photograph is Elvis & I lounging on the sofa together. A quiet night for the both of us.
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