Today is Wednesday the 20th Feb 2013 and its weigh in day again. this finds me covering my eyes. i have made sure to do every workout and to eat the best that i can, just ignore the dark chocolate i ate to day, i blame my hormones for needing it, i really had to, no one wants me cranky and walking around kicking puppies or something do they?(OK i don't ever ever ever kick puppies and i have no intention of doing it , just to clear the air :)
this morning i got up, still tired as usual. it seems no matter how much sleep i get , i will always wake tired. i long for the day i wake up and feel super wow and full of energy. Apparently i have never been a morning person. I always remember i used to wake in a less than graceful manner, eyes squeezed shut, face all pouty, hair looking like i have been pulled through a small pipe backwards. I remember the mornings my dad used to wake me up by using a very strange voice saying " wakey wakey hands off snaky" but i remember he would stretch out every syllable , it drove me crazy, i would end up screeching at him that i was up and then trudge through the house in a bad mood. thanks dad lol. well Today started like that. Tired and cranky, Connor was saying he was unwell and snuffly, the twins heard this and tried to cotton on to it and hoped to get on his stay home from school bandwagon. It failed but oh boy i was not in the mood for the tantrums they tried after that. Every move they made was in slow motion, all the while trying to bribe me, "mum if you let me stay home like Connor i will clean my room", "look mum i have a runny nose" etc. it didn't work. I raced in to wee and weigh, but first i tried to finish all toileting , if you know what i mean , just in case theres a little extra weight i don't want to weigh.I got myself cleaned( don't want to have a few hundred grams of dirt and unshed skin on me now do i? i got my scales out, dusted them off, lined them up and got on them, got off them, got on them and back off, waited, and got back on. hm 97.2 OK i can live with that, not much of a change since last Thursday but considering I'm hormonal maybe that's a good thing, as i know in the past i have gained up to and over a kilo around this time of my cycle.
Mum was a nervous wreck by the time the last child was bundled off to school. she was here early to get our workouts done.One of these days my mornings will run smoothly and the kids will be looking forward to getting out of the house. but i managed to get my cardio done, and holy crap i pushed my body so much harder all i managed to do was exhaust myself. i was dripping sweat like a champion. Which reminds me that Damian bought mum and i sweat bands for our noggins as i had told him i was in need of getting some, its terribly hard to exercise when you have sweat running into your eyes, and i remember one moment when i yawn and felt a huge dribble of sweat roll into my mouth but couldn't close my mouth to stop it. In my head though i was screaming noooooo ewwwww. I will Have to show you a pic of us all sweat banded up just so you can point and laugh :)
I'm hoping i will start shifting some good numbers soon and i will be adding some evening cycling to try help..... if i can actually move still by evenings. I'm exhausted today and i just keep reminding myself how good this will be for me and how much better i will look when i lose the weight. i will ignore the snippets that pop in my head of a craggy wrinkly neck , a floppy skinned tummy and inner thighs that look like i have a couple of pancakes tucked into the leg of my undies.
MY vertigo is on a high note today so I'm going to go and have a feet up rest to see if i can get it to calm down, maybe con, i mean ask one of the kids to give my back a bit of a massage to help relax my neck.
Happy weigh in to all of you and have a great day including those of you not doing the Michelle Bridges 12wbt .
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