Day 121 – Ahhh Sunny Melbourne!!!

I got a sleep in today until 9.00am, and man it was awesome. I think I have caught up on my week’s sleep. I woke up and did the usual routine of vitamin and mineral supplements, some water and a V8 juice. I then got dressed and picked mum up to do our groceries.

It’s such a gorgeous day in Melbourne today. The sun is shining and it’s just beautiful. Days like today are days when I wished I lived near the beach or lived in St Kilda (T. come back!!!! It was great when you lived in St. Kilda we used to have so much fun!!!) Today is the kind of day when I would love nothing better than to sit on the beach and enjoy the sunshine, or go walking down Acland Street, or sitting at The Fringe Cafe sipping lattes and people watching. It’s also the perfect day today to do your laundry. (The Fringe Cafe if anyone is interested is located at: 73 Acland Street, St.Kilda, Corner of Shakespeare Grove and the make the maddest breakfasts!!!)

I had another weird dream last night. I dreamt that Tiny Tim was in a field of tulips and as you can guess he was singing, “Tip toe through the tulips” playing his ukulele and singing to me BUT the band Incubus was his back up band. I was in a floral maxi dress and I was running through the field of tulips. What’s a bit weird is the fact that I am a bit scared of Tiny Tim, I always have been. Every time I used to see him on teli I had this tendency of putting my hand over my eyes and sneaking a peek at him (I am the same with Rolf Harris) through my fingers. I shit my pants. Go fucking figure?!@#? Ohmifuck what the fuck does this dream mean? I rang my friend Easy who reckons he can interpret dreams. I am awaiting his interpretation and I am curious to say the least.

Anyways…I put a load of laundry on and then took Elvis out for a little “Reney Shuffle” we did 50 steps running and 20 steps walking and repeated the process for 30 minutes. It felt great to have the wind in my hair and to be out there moving. I know my body and I know it well. I know that if I don’t move or exercise then I drop a very, very small amount of weight but the second I move and be active I find I drop a lot more.

I respect Mr. Wonderful Surgeon very much, but I have to say that I disagree with his no exercise stance and eating more frequently. I completely get the eating smaller and more frequent meals but I need to move. My job is a sedentary one so not being active in my work place where I spend the bulk of my time, is not a good thing.

I am feeling great and I want to be out there running and doing my weights and so forth so sadly Mr. Wonderful Surgeon its time for me to really listen to my body and start on my exercise regime.

I haven’t really spoken to ManBoy since the beans were spilt last week as I have kind of been dodging him and we have only been managing to email or text each other. I know that he has something on tonight as he had told me about it so maybe we can get to catch up tomorrow. I want to see him but then I don’t. I am struggling with the fact that he accepts me even with the lap band. Ohhh crikey I dunno anymore. Am I getting bored with him? I know that Alister is boring me to smithereens at the moment. Why do I get like this?

May it beautiful and sunny where you are!

Reney

P.S - The photos are of Tiny Tim, the band Incubus and The Fringe Cafe in St. Kilda