Since I got off the train from Melbourne on Friday at 11pm I've run 33km, made a powerpoint presentation which I didn't use because the stupid data projector wouldn't work arrgghh, gone out to dinner, been HYSTERICAL about my Bulldogs WINNING their sudden-death semi final (after I snuck out of the restaurant to check the scores just before half time and we were 30 points down, I nearly threw up with terror and hope when I got home and we were five points up with five minutes to go (for my non-Aussie Rules friends, 1 goal = 6 points = one straight kick by the Swans and All Was Lost). There may have been some less-than-seemly squealing and OMG OMG OMG WE WE WON WE WON-ing after the siren. I admit nothing), given a talk at church, taken Lara to a party, finished unpacking, done and hung 3 loads of washing so it had bloody better not rain tonight, cleaned the house of the debris of 3 days without my supervision, bought groceries and the makings of a Pippi Longstocking wig (for Lara's school dress-up day, theme 'reading'), made dinner ok ok it was nachos, you know I'm a paid-up member of the Bad Mothers' Club (Crap Cook Division), ordered new shorts and gels and done the banking online, and put together a playlist for Very Slow Marathon #3. After I put Noddie to bed I'm going to SIT DOWN AND NOT MOVE.
Tomorrow I'm resigning from one of my jobs. The Spousal Unit needs me to be around more at the moment. Something's gotta give, and it's not going to be my (or his) health.
I'm also putting the scales away until after VSM #3, and perhaps even longer. You were so right, Emma. I DO rock exactly the way I am, and I DON'T need any more demands on my resources. I certainly don't need a failure, which is what Project -4kg would be if I tried it now. I'll wear my new shoes when I see my boss in the morning.
I'm going to Melbourne again on the train for the footy on Saturday night. It'll be ugly, but I'm up for it. 
More anon, faith-keepers!
Sunday, September 12, 2010
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6 much-appreciated comments:
What a weekend! I only managed to break my iPod (which functions as my only time-keeping device). All out of excitement about my long run... Oh and yes, I nearly got ran over by a recumbent bike (guess this happens more often than I had thought?) and got told by some old man to better be careful or I might get fit (if I keep at this running business).
Enjoy your evening and good luck for when you talk with your boss tomorrow. :)
I won't tell you that I had a very very quiet weekend and left the house once for provisions and once for a little fun run.
I haven't actually looked at the scales in ages- but that is because I am too scared.
Good luck Friday! I am working until 11pm but I will be thinking of you.
sara
Oh, I've also figured out the BMI. I know what it's for.
Forget all the crap about it should be between e and pi. It's a distance predictor.
If you can run, in kilomers, more than your BMI, it's all good. (I've got a couple of spare kilometes.) Since you can run your BMI, you're good.
(I think there would have to be an equivalency table for cycling and swimming, but I'll let someone else deal with that.)
(P.S. What's wrong with Nachos? Maybe a bit much fat and salt, but it's grain, dairy and protein. We need all those things.)
Oh, Yeah. That was me, Emma.
the scales are evil. put them away, but don't turn your back on them, you never know what they might be up to!! Can't trust 'em!
wow! I'm going to have to nominate you for super mom!
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