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On Friday I was good, I think just thinking of my sis stopped me going back to sleep. So I got up and went the gym. I ran 2.5kms in 17 minutes, and must get back into a routine.

I also weighed myself, and was surprised to find that since I last weighed myself (whenever that was) I have lost 1cm in height and 1lb in weight. I currently (or as of Friday morning) weighed 11st 10lbs!

This means that all my over eating in the USA, and my two weeks of gym abstinence before hand have not had a tragic effect. Indeed I think that my body purged most of the extra food, and the extra fat feeling must've been bloat. Yippee! Although I'm still to measure my waist. I'm also still to get my sit-up regime rolling. I need and indeed want a bikini body for May. I will have one, as long as I'm not pregnant first, although saying that it's unlikely coz I still have my implant in and would love to be able to drive and be thin beforehand.

Onwards.

Good night.

So, this morning, again, i refused to get outta bed. I told hubby to ' leave me the hell alone' if he wanted to avoid an earful. So then he says: Fine, but you'll have to go tonight...

Stupidly I agreed. Anything to get him to stop taking away my precious sleepy time. I got up somewhat later and got ready for work. His parting shots as he left the flat? You guessed it: Don't forget you're going to the gym tonight.

Aaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggggghhhhh!

Anywayz, I get home from work, keen to check my emails, blog, relax. Hoping he has forgotten but no. Every ten minutes he was reminding me. So, in a strop I gathered my stuff together and went to the gym.

And, as I'd already told him I would, I thanked him afterwards for being a persistent bugger. I did enjoy myself when I got down there, despite being totally wrecked as I'm quite outta shape now.

Whilst I was away we did a lot of walking in DC, and I used the hotel tread mill on 2 occasions a maximum of 2 miles a time. Last week I made one visit to the gym, I believe I ran 2kms but I can't be sure.

Today however? I managed 3kms. It took me 23 minutes and I can't remember if that's good or bad, but I did it. And I've realised that I really must get back into a good routine. I don't know how or when (i like my bed too much) but I need to get regular.

I really liked myself when I was motivated, and the more I got into it the more I wanted to go to the gym. I think mayhaps because I reached my November goal early I got complacent. I think? I know!.

I will always have to work hard to get in shape and stay that way, but I do enjoy pushing myself, challenging my body to become the shape I want to be. So, if I whine please give me a verbal kicking.

And hopefully one day I will make it to my target weight of 11 stone 7. However I haven't weighed me in some 4 weeks so am somewhat nervous.

All I'm saying today is that I will not be weighing myself in November.

Two + weeks away from the gym, followed by 1 week eating 'American' is not conducive to weight loss or keeping trim.

This week will see my return to the gym minimum of 3 times a week, and in the 14 days to the end of the month I hope to get myself almost back to my best weight to date, but if it doesn't happen?

Well I know I'll get there before Xmas.

Goodnight

x

I did it. I did it. I did it.

I went to the gym today.

I wanted to run but my back said no.

I wanted to run but my damn verucca said no.

So, I walked.

Not sedately mind.

I got myself all in a lather - speeds of up to 6kph and on a pretty steep incline.

Twas fun.

Might even do it again tomorrow!

Perhaps.

And as a result I was bright eyed and bushy tailed and at my desk for 8.45am!

A good day all around.

Happy

x

So, it has now been two weeks since I last visited the gym. I've still not sorted my back/muscle probs but I did visit the docs today. Was reassuring to be treated by a male doc who seemed to know what he was talking about. Bit disappointed he didn't prescribe anti-inflammatory pills as my usual one woulda, but then he pointed out Ibuprofen are as effective as anything he can prescribe and a whole lot cheaper!

I felt able to talk to this chap, asked him if weight loss would help, he says could minimise but I've probably made my back week through years of poor posture and recommended a book from my local library! I'll probably search for it on the web and order it instead.

I also asked him about jogging, and apparently that is fine for my back as long as I run on a treadmill with good trainers.

So, as long as I get a decent nights sleep I might even get myself up early tomorrow and go the gym.

Other than that I'm feeling a little under the weather, just generally miserable. I think it's the approaching birthday, whilst I'm looking forward to the occasion I'm also nervous as hell. I remember soon after I got married I was freaked out, trying to work out who I was as Mrs Hubby rather than Miss Me. Took over a year for me to get to grips with the fact that both people were the same!

I feel like that, as if Mrs Twenties will be replaced by Mrs Past-It 30's. I know I'll be the same but hell knows why I'm expecting to change. Oh well. Shit happens I guess. Moving on, I am no closer to finding out where this 'mystery' holiday is to, but I'm hoping there will be a massage place and a manicurist there. That and an open log fire to curl up around. Mmm, might dig out a fleece so I have summat to snuggle up in.

Cheerio