atonement

run on treadmill - 12 minutes (2km)
rower - 8 minutes
boxing - 30 minutes

gymjuries sustained today:

• bruise on back of arm from when i elbowed the toilet paper dispenser when i was pulling up my leggings

i did a circuit boxing session with richard today, and when the sweat dripped down my face and onto the floor he said "if you want results, you've got to sweat" so naturally i had to say in my best irene cara voice, whilst strutting around banging my invisible dance cane, "you want fame, well fame costs! and right here is where you start paying, in sweat!"

and he had no idea what i was talking about. just like when i tried to point out that we were just like peekay and solly goldman

oh and p.s i lost 2.1kg in a week and i don't care who saw my victory jig after i got off the scales

dish of the day

300g boneless chicken breast
200g prawn cutlets (cooked and thawed)
2 pouches of steam fresh vegies (broccoli, carrot and snow pea)
1 bunch of fresh asparagus
1 pouch microwaveable brown rice
light & free honey mustard dressing

nuke the rice at the same time you're stir frying the chopped up chooken and the de-tailed prawns in a black cast iron frypan
at the same time be microwaving the first and second pouches of vegies
chop up the asparagus and par boil it

now - mix it all together in a big bowl
drizzle your creation with light & free honey mustard dressing and churn it up
eat half of it for lunch
pack the other half to take for dinner at work

delicioso

(turn a very deaf ear to the packet of tim tams in the pantry. they're evil, pure and simple, and they'll lead you well astray)

a midnight doddy

atonement

crank this song up in the corona for the rock out on the way to the gym
(window down, sunroof open and sunglasses on - mandatory, gesturing in time to the music at pedestrians and other motorists - optional but encouraged)

run on treadmill - 7 minutes @ 9.5 speed (testing out that dodgy knee)
walk on treadmill - 8 minutes @ 6.5 speed
bike - 20 minutes
boxing - 30 minutes

the sweatiest part was when i had to do 20 uppercuts, 10 pressups, 20 uppercuts, 9 pressups, 20 uppercuts, 8 pressups and so on until i moaned and groaned out the solitary last one

lucky i have my special sweat band

food diary analysis reveals that i'm not quite back on the road to fat hell again, but obviously there's some room for tiny improvements

just wee ones

lolcat of the day

i lufs him too

i would luf him even more if he was here to cook for the guest princess at the caversham palace who is going to succumb to the delights of the mayflower takeaway after a VERY STRESSFUL DAY

atonement

weights/strength program that i can now rip through in 1 hour 15 min

i've also increased my weights in some areas:

kettlebell swing - 8kg
lat pulldown - 36kg
calf raise - 40kg
tricep extension - 24kg
squat and press - 16kg on the bar

and this song is perfect to be strutting to at 6.5 speed on the treadmill when the gym hottie who looks like denny from grey's anatomy comes and uses the rower in front of you

you're gonna make me go wooo hoooo oooooooooh

atonement

1200

25 minute stationary bike (15km)
30 minute boxing session (abs and arms, because something dodgy is happening to my knee)

1800

business house fun run/walk - 5km at a right quick smart pace

weighs and means

monday isn't baking day

oh noes

monday is weigh day

sigh

sunday night sulk

i am going to put clean, crisp and comforting 400 thread count white egyptian cotton sheets on my bed
i have purchased in anticipation of consumption in bed

• pinky bars (2) - currently in the freezer
• weight watchers toffee pecan sundaes (2)
• light butter microwave popcorn
• 18 pack of sprite zero (it is not predicted that i will consume all 18 tonight)

and i am going to get into bed and watch i love you, man and pretend that paul rudd is my boyfriend

atonement

following work 0700 - 1515 -

1530

weights/strength program that you share with myresa

1830

3.5km walk asquith to douglas

things i have learned today:

• my job is sometimes very hard
• google maps may know the most direct route, but certainly not the best route for my life
• 3 amazing, cool, funny, real and true women can make short work of 5 bottles of sauvignon blanc
• i really, really, really want tomorrow evening to have a positive outcome. like, srsly
• accidentally on purpose i have become serious about competing in a triathlon in february
• the way i see myself (past and present) really isn't how others (have) see/n me

atonement

15 minute measuring and fat pinching session
15 minute boxing session
10 minutes on crosstrainer

incriminating documents surrendered today:

• the stoopid food diary that tells no lies is squealing it's secrets to richard over the weekend. ruh oh, shaggy - it's out of my hands

lolcat of the day

portion control - evidence in stoopid food diary that tells no lies

evidence of portion control - form fitting dress purchased today to wear with my new hair out tomorrow night

hair, dress, leggings, knee high boots, oh my

"pretty lame, milhouse"

i found a new hole in the interweb to fall down

last night i thought i was being so considerate because i was listening to itunes on my laptop through my headphones at 1am so as not to disturb my flatmate

but then i laughed out terribly loud at something on lamebook. "ha ha ha", laughed the chirst very loudly

and then i think i heard some disgruntlement in the house

and now i'm still in bed reading it and almost crying from the hilarity

but i need to get up and go to the hairdresser to get some new flashness on my head

ok, just a bit more

atonement

weights/strength program(me)
stretching with incidental sound effects which garner looks from other patrons until you realise you're quite a noisy moany groany critter and cut it out

injuries sustained at the gym today: (consider calling these 'gymjuries')

• carpet burn (moderate) on left elbow from prone hold

near misses at the gym today:

• i very nearly accidentally brained myself with the 8kg kettlebells during the squat and press

new friends made through exercise:

• someone that i only know a little bit sought me out at my work training day today and asked me if i would like to train for the bloke free duathlon with her - and i would, and we will

atonement

treadmill - 15 min (walk 1 min, run 13 min( 10.0 speed, incline 1.0), walk 1 min)
crosstrainer - 15 min (level 15, heart rate 175 - 180)
boxing session - 30 min


tips of the day (listen up)

• don't tell richard to shut up because then he will make you do the shuttle run with 10 jabs, 10 hooks ("good ones! do them better!) and 10 uppercuts AGAIN when you were on the verge of tears the last time but you only held on because you thought it was the last time, and then you have to pretend cry to hide the real cry

• lie about your coke zero consumption, because richard wants you to CUT IT OUT (what the fuck is there left, i mean come the fuck on!). mucho endorphins will lead you to cry like a baby all the way home from the gym about the unfairness of this (other mitigating circumstances come into play here, too, admittedly) and cause you to be the bad tempered ladybird when your workmates (including myresa) all concur that you drink too much of it and berate you accordingly during the shift

• billy, don't be a hero

'i'm a satellite heart, lost in the dark"

"so pretty, so smart
such a waste of young heart
what a pity, what a sham
what's the matter with you, man?

don't you see it's wrong?
can't you get it right?
out of mind and out of sight"

correct

"you stop, i start
but i'll be true to you"

completely, unequivocally, totally, irreversibly,
incorrect

atonement

weights/strength program

crosstrainer - 10 min (high level)

kettlebell swing (6kg) 3 sets of 15
lat pulldown (30kg) 3 sets of 15
calf raises (22kg) 3 sets of 15
press ups (full) 3 sets of 15
prone hold (1min) 3

bike - 5 min (15 sec low, 15 sec high intensity)

squat and press with kettlebells (2X 8kg) 3 sets of 15
tricep extensions (22kg) 3 sets of 15
single pike - 3 sets of 10
squat jumps - 3 sets of 10

stepper - 10 min (prog 3, level 5)

k-f m sightings:

• one (sigh)

and at work janet reckons i should be in the s.a.s.

atonement

run on treadmill - 5 min
crosstrainer - 20 min
boxing session - 30 min

injuries sustained at the gym today

• bruise to knee from walking into changing room door
• excellent contusion and bruise to right shoulder from trying to duck under the stepper to get to the treadmill

the long and the short of it

oh, look

it grew back!

lullabye and goodnight

"the time for sleep is now
it's nothing to cry about"

that's ok
i've plenty of other things to shed tears over

bags of things
and
buckets of tears

oodles and caboodles and poodles and noodles and doodles(magna and labra)

so until tomorrow
when i get a new smile out of the packet
and paste it on, shiny white

adieu

you (XY)

some, all, none

you - i wish you were still around

you - i'm glad we're friends now because i honestly never thought we would be

you - i wish i'd never met you

you - i never think about you anymore

you - i can't believe we were together for four years

you - i wish i could make you happy

you - i'll get over you

you - i think about you all the time

you - i love you

you - i'm glad we broke up

you - i care about you

you - i spend an inordinate amount of time willing bad things to happen to you

you - i'm glad you're in my life

you - i shudder when i think about you

you - i'd do anything for you

you - i feel nothing for you

you - i'm glad i never see you

you - i'm waiting for you to get here and love me, can you please hurry?

atonement

1130

crosstrainer - 17 min
boxing - 30 min
treadmill - 5 min (11.0 speed, 1.0 incline)


1745

run - 3km
walk - 1km

and today we say farewell to chirst's left little toenail

mantra of the day

please god annual leave

disappointing fact learned today

kissy-face mike is twenty fucking three

how can that be?

sigh

atonement

crosstrainer - 20 min
treadmill - 7 min (speed 10.5, incline 2.0)

boxing session - 30 min (today richard suggested i might like to get a sweatband, or even a swim cap to wear to boxing from now on)

round round baby, round round (2004/5)

"why do you want to be thin? i think it's weird"

"you get tinier every time i see you - it's surreal"

"don't you think you've lost enough?"

"you don't want to lose any more, surely"

"are you eating enough?"

"i think you might be overdoing it"

"some people just aren't meant to be slim"

you just can't fucking, win, can you?

you're either a weebil or people suspect you of being anorexic

look - good people in my life (and bad ones that look here, too)

it's ok

i'm not going to say the numbers just yet because you might choke a la mama cass elliot

(seriously, it's pretty damn impressive when you do the fat math)

but

get used to it

because there will be still less of me to love than there is presently

atonement

these are my new running shoes, the brooks vapor 8

i bought them today at the athlete's foot, where i had to have my feet measured by a cute boy (apparently the left is half a size bigger than the right) and then walk across a computerised pad which showed my collapsed arches like a rain map on a weather report. the right foot is worse than the left foot, which could explain the tremendous blisters i've been getting on the bottom of that toe

aesthetically, i have no love for them - they're too white and the not-white bits are blue. yuk. but after going on a 'getting to know you' walk/run this evening, i can cope with their looks because they are so comfortable and supportive (oh man, i am getting old)

walk/run 11.6km (1 hour, 49 min)

also i may not be the slimmest jim (yet), but i have to confess, my legs are looking quite awesome and muscly and toned, warranting my jaunt out in the windy twilight to be conducted in my james & august shorty shorts

the only urgh moment i had on the walk (apart from when the wind blew my hat off) was when i thought my little toenail on my left foot had finally parted company with said toe and was freestyling in my sock. but it's ok - it's still in situ, waiting to fall off another day

bet you wanted to know that - my flatmate made a funny face and changed the subject when i told her

chirst's indie rock cocoon - 'brothers on a hotel bed' by death cab for cutie (2005)

this has slowly become one of my favourite death cab for cutie songs - it crept up on me until i realised i was singing it in the lift on the way to night shift the last three nights

"you may tire of me as our december sun is setting
'cause I'm not who I used to be
no longer easy on the eyes
these wrinkles masterfully disguise
the youthful boy below
who turned your way and saw
something he was not looking for
both a beginning and an end
but now he lives inside someone he does not recognize
when he catches his reflection on accident

on the back of a motor bike
with your arms outstretched trying to take flight
leaving everything behind
but even at our swiftest speed
we couldn't break from the concrete
in the city where we still reside
and I have learned
that even landlocked lovers yearn
for the sea like navy men
'cause now we say goodnight
from our own separate sides
like brothers on a hotel bed [x4]

you may tire of me as our december sun is setting
'cause I'm not who I used to be"


i like it
because you know what?

i used to be in a relationship like this

and now
i'm no longer easy on the eyes
and
i'm not who i used to be

and i absolutely adore til the end of time the lyric

"and i have learned
that even landlocked lovers yearn
for the sea like navy men"

it really is all about the yearning, 24/7, isn't it?
a wee tiny respite would be a treat

atonement

treadmill - 20 minutes (alternating 5 minutes run/walk)
crosstrainer - 5 minutes

30 minute boxing session where you need a wee lie down afterwards and someone asks richard if he's "killed that girl - is she ok?"

injuries sustained at the gym today

• walked into the doorhandle on the changing room door
• stinging eyes from sweat soaked hair flicking into them