So I timed my 2-mile route this morning and I’ve got it down to 44 mins 50s, though my hayfever is playing up and it’s giving me asthma which is annoying as hell. Especially as my inhaler is still buried in the pile of crap that came back from Cheddar. It’s there somewhere…
To be fair, I haven’t been religiously running/jogging/walking in the mornings for various reasons – mainly that I’m exhausted. But I did have a healthy meal (Ok, mostly healthy – reshaped chicken, fresh steamed veg and fresh couscous) last night, and I went to bed around 2230, so I got a good night’s sleep. Hopefully I can do something similar on Friday night and really kick myself into a more healthy routine. Sean, however, will be rather updset when he comes to visit, because my routine involves getting up bloody early…0545 at the moment. I wonder if he’ll join me on the run… 🙂
On the bright side (or perhaps not) I’m running out of clothes. The biggest trousers I ever bought was a huge 42″ waist (only one pair, and they were fairly loose on me). When I moved to Cardiff, I was comfortable in a 40″. Today, looking for something to wear, I’m needing a belt with a 38″ waist pair of jeans. *big grin* Shortly, I may be down to a 36″…I hope.
So, things are looking better. The rest of my life is still in a bit of disarray, but I’m definately feeling better about myself – I’m lighter than I have been since I stopped smoking when I came back from Indiana.
Feeling good about yourself should be the ultimate goal. And I can only imagine that you’re healthier too. The rest is just window dressing.
Healthy meals, outside, good sleep … My gosh, Aled… I’ve nothing to nag you about.
You may have a sticker.
*snigger*
Indeed, and I do feel better. I’m just rather stressed out with other shit at the moment. Of course, there’s a lot to be said for window dressing – I’m sure Sean would agree. *grin*
*jumps for joy* I understand from Jon that I should mark this day in my calendar as it’s such a rare event…
*ducks and runs*
The really rare event is when you get both a sticker AND a cookie.
The only thing I’m going to agree with you here about is being upset at getting up at 5:45. You know my opinion on people is mainly based on who they are, not what they look like.
*thinks* Though, a strong, beefy boyfriend could carry me everywhere and negate the need to walk… 😉
On another note, I will never drink espresso stout again. I’m exhausted, it’s 2am, but I can’t sleep, I’m too wired.
Oh, no I know that – I’m not doing this because I think I need to to please you, I’m doing it because I want to, for my health and because while I know how you feel about me as a person and that you’re happy with me the way I am, I also know that you wouldn’t be unhappy with me being a bit hunkier – I mean it’s only natural. 🙂
And no, this boyfriend, hunky or not, gets to carry people enough already. 😛 You’ll just have to get nice and fit so you can keep up. 😛