I might just stick to motorsports.....

Well I was a total loser the other day, and managed to badly sprain my ankle playing a friendly abeit rather competitive game of indoor soccer. It hurt like buggery, and was very swollen immediately. It looked (and felt!) to me like it was dislocated so we went off the White Cross. It seemed to take an age to get seen, the pain level was really quite high. The doctor ordered xrays and he thought it might be dislocated so sent us off to Middlemore after giving me a much needed pain relief injection (haha in my arse).

5 hours (!!!) later we left middlemore with a sprain diagnosis. So all that waiting and pain for just a bloody sprain. I'd hurt the same ankle before a couple of years ago in a crash and this just seemed to be another re-occurance but I don't remember it hurting quite so much last time. Although my memory isn't exactly shit-hot so it could've been very painful for all I remember.

Didn't go to work on Friday, my ankle woke me up at 5am with the feeling that someone was stabbing and twisting something very sharp into my ankle. It was quite a wierd feeling cos I'd just come out of a deep sleep so nothing was really making sense and I couldn't really tell how sore it was. Yeah that doesn't make much sense but I get the same unrealness when I wake up in the middle of the night and can't tell how full my bladder is and whether I need to go for a pee or not. yip thats right, I'm wierd!

I hobbled around on a crutches for a few days and even had to take them to the bloggers dinner at Lonestar in Auckland. It was really great to meet everyone. People NEVER look like their photos, I guess I just expect everyone to be not quite so small! The photos didn't do anyone justice, everyone looked way more fantastic!

So now its Sunday morning, I have just fulfilled my Home & Away obsession for the week, yip told you I'm a loser!
I jumped on the scales yesterday and despite all my worries about not doing any exercise for a week and a half, I haven't put on any weight. Probably just lost some muscle instead. I'm still at 68.5. I really wish it wasn't such an effort not to put weight on, I would love to lose some weight but I don't think my lifestyle (I love food and bourbon) would allow me to maintain any loss. I've come to accept my weight but I do get that panicky feeling whenever I put on clothes and they seem tighter, like they have this week! I can't wait for my ankle to be better so I can get back out there and exercise. Its still swollen and very bruised and I still can't walk on it properly. It was suppose to be healed in 1 week, haha my dreamer timeline I gave it.

Gregs just texted me to see what I'm bringing him for lunch, he''s at his parents working on his bike that he's suppose to be racing next wkend. I'm not racing as I have to go to Sydney super early Monday morning, and I can't afford to be too tired. Anyway I don't think my ankle would appreciate it much.

By the way, I don't usually photo so well. Must've been the combination of once-in-a-year good hair day, and the oodles of beer.

Ocktober Fest

On the train in the way in, our sober selves...














After a few (many) beers.

The photos after this get very blurry and mainly involve song sheets and us singing at the tops of our lungs.
A brilliant time!

Gee time flies

Once again, I hadn't realised that its been so much time since I posted. I read other blogs regularly so I just seem to think that mine updates magically too :).
I've been busy since the last time I posted. I applied for a new job, got offered it, but in the end decided to stick with my current job.
I've spent a couple of weeks on Sydney working, had an absolutely brilliant time with a great project team. My time in sydney had a lot to do with why I decided to stay at my current job. The project leader is a great time, and I've a huge amount of respect for how he does his job and it started me thinking, maybe I should work towards project management.
It was a very stressful time trying to decide what to do, with only a week to make up my mind. It obviously affected me a lot as I had a nightmare one night which was truely terrifying. I know no-one likes to hear about dreams but...
I was taking a shower, when a man all in black came in with something black over his head. There were other people not too far away, and I tried to scream but he hit me extremely hard in the head and I couldn't scream and before I blacked out, I knew that I was going to be raped/killed. It was the most terrifying feeling in the world and my terror was palpable when I woke up.
I can start to understand how rape victims never get over the terror. It took me a long time to get back to sleep that night.

A bunch of us went to beerfest at Alexandra Park Friday night, had a great time. They got all the girls up at one point and we had to do this cheerleading knees up mother brown thing. For some bizarre reason, I won, not quite sure how, but my friend Sandy said she helped by pointing out I've got huge tits. Gee thanks. Anyway won a bottle of Moet Champange and some Paris perfume which is a pretty cool prize.
Got home at 3am, love catching the train home, so cheap! Saturday was very quiet indeed. We did drive down to hamilton to pickup a redbull trolley racer that Greg brought for its race wheels but it wasn't quite what we thought it would be, so greg changed his mind. He knew the buy selling it, so it there weren't any problems.

We got home T 6pm and lay down for a 20min nap since we were still so shattered from the copius amounts of beer the night before, and before we knew it we work up the next morning at 7am! Couldn't believe we'd slept for 13 hours!!!

We went riding out at Woodhill on the dirt bikes, I'm not sure what was up with me, but I had quite a few hard crashes so have some good bruises today and my muscles especially around my shoulders and chest are really quite painful. I might be able to use them as a convenient excuse not to go to the gym tomorrow....

Talking of the Tuesday night session, I went last Tuesday and they've changed the format or something, now its the Max fit class, and I have never been to a harder gym session. I sweated like a pig (tmi) and was completely knackered by the end so I'm not sure my sore muscles will cope with tomorrow.

Will see if I can post some charming photos of us at beerfest.

Wkend..

Had a pretty good wkend. Greg and I were going to make chicken/mushroom and bacon pie for dinner on Friday night. We then heard that the Pink Floyd tribute band was playing in town so decided to go out for dinner to our fav Italian place and then to watch the band.

Well all the tickets were sold, so we decided on dessert instead J. We shared a espresso and choc cake between 4 of us. Which basically meant we all got one bite as Kathy hogged it all. It was pretty delish!

We then cruised around a few pubs, Bevan got quite drunk, I took lots of videos on my new phone (dangerous thing to have!) and we got home around 1 and had a spa.

Saturday we went for a killer ride up a huge 5 km long hill. I had to stop a couple of times, but I used the convenient excuse that Bailey ( gregs flatmates dog) needed a break. He’s a total water baby and loves swimming around so anytime we’re near water, he’s normally in it.

We then continued the hard slog up the hill, and finally reached the top where I had to recover for 5 miuntes before the super fun speedy downhill run.

We stopped again at the swimming hole for the dog to catch up and cool down, and thought about going for a swim ourselves but it was a teensey bit too cold and overcast for us. We enjoyed tormenting the dog instead by trying to get him to slide down water chutes by chasing sticks. He quickly learnt that it wasn’t so fun so we couldn’t get him to do it again.

That night we went to a bday bbq. We ate and drunk lots and hit the sack there at 1am. Up for brekky (more bbq!), then home in time to fulfil my sadarse must-watch H&A omnibus that I watch each week. Its so exciting at the moment!

After the obligatory tv watching, is Martha dead????, we biked to gregs parents house for his nephews bday trifle. Gregs mum makes it and damn it is tasty. That night we finally made the pies, so the eating for the wkend wasn’t very good but I did stick to the 2 pieces of bread, and 3 hours time limits between the meals.

On that front, it seems to be working really well. I still get hungry 2 hours after each meal, but then the hunger drops off. I don’t seem to be having many cravings, and it feels like I have my food intake a lot more under control.

I also weighed myself on Saturday and I’m 68.1 kg, 1.5kg down on where I was last time I weighed myself. My pants have been feeling looser too, well until the last couple of days with TIM.

My darling dog

Yes I slack

Its been ages since i've written!
My dog "bart" got hit by a car and killed a couple of weeks ago, and I was absolutely devastated. I'm not really the crying type, haven't cried properly in years, but I couldn't stop crying for a couple of days. He was my best friend, and constant companion for the last 6 years so its been a huge adjustment being without him. I keep expected to see him everywhere.
I have so many fun happy memories of him, that I still find myself talking about him all the time, and the crazy things he use to get up to. I know I'm bias but everyone else who met him seem to think he was the coolest dog ever.
He was a little black and white foxy, and his favourite things included:
being/travelling in cars - any car door open, he'd be straight in and sitting on the drivers seat wagging his tail at you
squeaky toys - they drove him berseck if you stood on one and keep squeaking it with your foot, and anytime he'd hear a squeak, he would come running
chasing cats - think he hated them more that anything else, esp the cats who would just stare him down and not run. Rabbits were extreme fun to chase too.
going for walks - he would trot along occasionally glancing back adoringly, and if he was off the leash then he would run back often to check we were still there.
We use to love hiding from him, we'd throw a stick and climb up a tree. At first he would only look at eye level, but he got smarted and learnt to look down banks and up trees.
He had little man syndrome and thought he could take on any dog out there, so he usual tried to be the boss.
He was the greatest, and I miss him lots.

On a weight loss front, I have a new plan! I'm not overly concerned about my weight.... well I would be if I put on weight! But I don't look that bad, however I know I could lose a couple of kilos and look better. One thing I have learnt and everyone constantly tells you is that it must be a lifestyle thing. So I don't think theres any point going on a drastic diet because it wouldn't be something I could sustain. I eat relatively healthy most of the time, just too much. So my idea was pretty simple.
Keep eating the same foods.
Only 2 slices of bread a day.
Wait 3 hours between meals and/or snacks. I believe for me it might be as simple as that. I find myself hungry again after 2 hours so am constantly picking and stuffing my face all day. Now I have brekky around 8:30-9, lunch between 12-1, snack 3-4 and dinner 6-8. So far it seems to be working too, because I tell myself I have to wait 3 hours, I'm eating less but still getting lots of food. This is what I had today:

Brekky: Porridge
Lunch: Two slices of vogels with avocado and tomato. One banana
Mid arvo: One Signature Range Bar (the twist ones are yum!), 2 mini 100's and 1000's biccies.
Dinner: Warm salad (lettuce, feta, roasted veges, stirfried chicken)
And a milo.

Plus a couple of coffees and a fruit tea.

So I don't wake up hungry in the morning, but I'm sure I must be losing a little weight. I'm a big bread scoffer the slices a day restriction helps me contain that. I don't believe theres anything wrong with eating more bread, I just know it doesn't fill me up, and I prefer it with butter.

Of course the big challenge will be the wkends, but I'm sure I can get it right 80% of the time.

Anyway, I plan on blogging a lot more often and commenting on other peoples blogs too. This is something I've been guilty of not doing even though I've been reading them for years.

Howdy doody.

Ouchie sore muscles

I try and go to the gym on Tuesday nights to do an aerobics class. It’s the only class I can fit in around my (t.v J) schedule. That do have classes on Thursday but I’m normally pretty busy working on bikes, at the pub, busy with work etc.

So this week I trotted off to the gym and the instructor is mean!! (in a lovely way). She decided we should be doing crosstraining. So sessions on the reebok steps with interdispersed with running around the gym, doing lunges up and down the gym etc. I sweat like a pig during it (nice imagery) and haven’t been able to do so much of the jumping lately as I seem to have sore boobs. My sports bra is a bit past it as well I think, so time to buy a new one.

I was suppose to be going to Thailand this wkend, but that’s been postponed, not sure when its going ahead.

I’ve been eating like a pig lately, just so hungry all the time and it doesn’t seem to be abating. I think I’ve put on a little weight but a bit too scared to jump on the scales.

I was thinking last night maybe I should go back to Weight watchers for the motivation but I find it really hard to stick to 20 points a day and I think I eat really healthily (most of the time). I did watch The Fat Chance last night (videoed) and think maybe my portion sizes are too big a lot of the time as well. Need to concentrate on those more I think. And I will keep thinking about the WW thing.

Other than that, not much news. Managed to get the work done on the bike last night, and plan on tackling it again tonight.

Caio.

Mid Year Spew

Well I’ve been very busy lately. Had our mid year ‘do’ at Toto’s on Friday. It was a medieval theme and I hired a dress to wear. Had a fantastic time right up to the point where I woke up on the carpet at 7am. I remember everything pretty clearly right up to dessert then nothing after that.

I threw up everywhere, in the taxi, all over myself, outside and on the carpet. Nice….

Apparently they couldn’t get me out of the taxi, I refused to move and was lying on the floor right at the back trying to sleep. Its not cheap ‘soiling’ a taxi either. That was an $80 bill! Ouch.

So Saturday was a complete writeoff, I woke up at 7am and greg helped me into the shower to wash the vomit out of my hair. Took some sleeping tablets and woke up again at 1pm, had another shower to try and wash the smell out of my hair. I found it really hard to walk and stand, my legs were shaking violently so spent the rest of the day in bed while my darling boyfriend went out and got junk food (a necessity) and a dvd.

Sunday we went dirt biking out at Woodhill. Had a few crashes, Greg had a classic one when he was trying to ride up a dune on the beach and hit a log. It took a long time to stop laughing much to his disgust (once I realised that he was ok of course!). We got home around 6pm rather buggered.

Off to the gym tonight, still sore from riding (my chest, arms and shoulders) so might find the pushups a bit hard.

Sounds like I might be going to Thailand next week for work, they should be fun (the travelling/sightseeing bit, not so much the work, I’m not that sick!!)

On the lard front, I have been eating lots of crap lately. I find the more fat you eat the more you crave it. But made a delish casserole last night which is pretty healthy and will do me for dinner for the next couple of nights. And have my home made minestrone super-tasty soup for lunch. Just need to stay away from those biccies!!

My weight doesn’t appear to have gone up much, but hovering way closer to the 70’s than I would like!

Taa raa!

Fullon Wkend!

Well it was a pretty full-on wkend. We went out with a bunch of mates for dinner at Thai flame just around the corner from work. It was a pretty good price and the food was very tasty. I managed to consume most of a bottle of wine so was feeling rather cheery after that.

On Saturday once we finally managed to drag ourselves out of bed (at 9:30!) we loaded the van with the two dirt bikes and gear. We’d been rather concerned with the fact that two dirt bikes just might not fit on, but managed to squish them in there without too much fuss at all!. We were out at Woodhill by 12 o’clock, it takes just over an hour to get there. We then spent the next 4 ½ hours blasting around the tracks. It was great fun riding with Greg, it’s the first time he’s ridden his bike (its been a work in progress since he brought it at the start of the year), so he was happy it didn’t fall to bits. It did boil the coolant at one stage after a mammoth uphill, which I’ve never heard a bike to before but it seemed pretty sweet after that. Greg’s since brought a new radiator cap. We were out of there at just after 5 and home at 6:20. Since we had a party to go to in Balmoral at 7, it didn’t leave us much time to do anything so the bikes stayed in the van for unloading and cleaning the next day.

I was completely shattered after the riding and only lasted at the party until 9:45 (loser!) before we had to pike as I was starting to not make any sense.

We then got up about 8:30 the next morning as I wanted to go to Botany and get my hair done. I haven’t been to the hairdresser since November so it was looking a bit straggly. Got 12 foils in blonde and brown and a cut, and it only cost $66! I think she must’ve made a mistake as I’m sure it cost me 100 last time. I wasn’t about to complain though!

We had lunch at the pub then did a bit of shopping before heading home to unload the bikes. Got them out and found that the hose wasn’t there so we couldn’t wash them so decided to drive out to the Hunua ranges and do a bit of mountain biking instead. Out there by 4pm, we went down a trail we haven’t been on before. After a while it started getting dark and we were getting rather concerned as we looked to be in the middle of nowhere and had no idea at all where or when the trail ended. We stopped at one point and could see what possibly was the gravel road cut into the side of a hill so took another trail heading in that direction and we were lucky enough that we found it.

We were quite a long way from home and by the time we got back it was pitch black (but only 10 to 6 damn sunset) headed home and chucked a casserole on for dinner and ate cookies and cream icecream while we were waiting. Damn that stuff is good.

So we ate lots of bad stuff in no moderation during the wkend but also did a shite-load of exercise. Weight wasn’t looking too good this morning though at 69.1! But hopefully it will head back down.

Hmmm its been a while

Morning weight: 69.2 (was 69.4 on Saturday)

Points eaten yesterday: 19.5

Exercise: Nada

Well it’s been a while since I updated so I thought I should pull finger and write something (not that anyone reads this!). I’ve been really busy with racing, travelling and all that. I’ve also NOT been losing weight and the pair of jeans I use to measure my fatness are rather tight. Bad leo!

So yesterday was the start of leo-stop-eating-everything again and so far its being going good.

I brought a copy of the Healthy Eating magazine. They’ve got a great looking recipe for lasagne in there that I will have to try sometime. Anyway they talk about your metabolism and how’s its made up of 3 parts. Your basal (basic) metabolism is the amount of energy required to tick over in a steady state and makes up 60-80% of energy used by sedentary adults. The diet-induced thermo-genesis is the amount of energy needed to process food eaten, and the last bit and only bit we can really control is physical activity and can vary the metabolism rate from 10-15% in lazy people to up to 50% in active people.

They also made the comment that people losing weight lose lean muscle mass which slows down your metabolism so it becomes even more important to exercise to try and not lose that when dieting. So I need to keep that in mind and kick my own ass to do some exercise.

Although in saying that, my quads are extremely sore at the moment from racing, and I can barely hobble along let alone exercise! I even resorted to buying deep heat last night to rub on them. Wish I had brought it to work today.

I made a big batch of pumpkin and chickpea soup last night to bring for lunches. With a bit of light sour cream on top and some toast it’s divine! I had a WW cheesy macaroni last night for dinner, its not the best but at least it was hot and went some way to filling the gap.

One last thing, what ever you do DO NOT buy the Tip Top Cookies and Cream icecream. It is soooo good with huge chunks of cookie and so so so bad!

More from Oz

Stupid email didn’t send, try again. This is quite old now:

Gosh its been a while since I’ve written, I did start writing a post about how my trip to the blue mountains went but that’s a couple of weeks old now and the brain fog has already set in. Its enough to say that they’re absolutely stunning and well worth a couple of hours spent hiking around the trails and board walks.

I’m still in Sydney but this is my third visit here (in 4 weeks). This is likely to be my last one as well for a while. I came in last night, and work had put me up at Sofitel in the city instead.

I was most disappointed to walk into my room and see two single beds, and tried to exchange rooms to no avail. But once I actually did manage to get to sleep last night I slept pretty well. Its been years since I’ve slept in a single bed (apart from the occasional drunken night) but it wasn’t so bad.

The sofitel isn’t up the same standards as the crown plaza, the room is a hell of a lot smaller and I think the bathroom is less than half the size but at least theres a different room service menu to order from.

I’m hopefully going to go out and find a supermarket tonight to buy some muesli bars and a razor. Damn forgot mine.

I also want to hit the gym, unfortunately its not part of my hotel fees so might have to fork out for it myself. I walked past it this morning on the way to pickup the car and all the gym equipment looks mega squashed in, I hope they have a tv for me to watch. Ahhh so shallow and pathetic am I!.

Had a pretty good wkend, work was crazy busy on Friday as workmates were sick/away so I was the (only) hero of the day. It did mean I didn’t get to Thames till around 8. G was at the pub with some mates, so he was already half pissed by the time I got there. I think we left around 10. Slept till 11am the next day! I spent the whole wkend feeling absolutely shattered so that sleep was good. We had a very unproductive afternoon working on the bikes, then went out for dinner and to the hot pools with a bunch of mates, good fun.

Sunday I watched home and away, I already know what happens cos Oz are ahead and I can’t help but see the captions in the paper but it was still very exciting.

Then I had to leave to drive home, pack and catch my taxi to the airport. At least I’m building up some airpoints.

On the weight front, despite upping my exercise I’ve been putting on weight and my pants are getting tight around my thighs, not good!! Damn alchohol keeps calling my name too which doesn’t help. Must remind myself how many calories it has and ignore all wishful thinking it’ll be so tasty.

Another wkend gone

Well its almost the wkend again, and I still haven’t said anything about last wkend!

It was really fullon. I worked on my bike till 10 Friday night, and greg turned up at 12:30am after working on his. I was already asleep by this point, and it was really really nice having him turn up and snuggle into bed with me.

Next day we spent trying to work out my gearbox problems (I had one of the gears the wrong way round) and then find another shim washer as one appeared to be missing. Also had to shoot out and buy another helmet. I’m really happy with the one I got, its an HJC with a very styley matt finish in red and black (cost 150 down from 350!). If I was at all motivated I would take a photo and put it on, but I think blogging photos might be a little beyond my ability. I managed to pick up a washer from someone else who races at 6pm so the gearbox was done by 8 and van loaded by 9.

Then racing all the next day. I will put the report on my other blog, but in short I had lots of electrical problems and need to spend heaps of money getting it all replaced.

I’ve just paid for the parts today, 417 euros plus currency conversion etc, ouch considering I’ve just paid the last 920 dollar bill for parts off the credit card.

Heading to Sydney for 2 weeks on Sunday so that will save me a bit of money.

Tonight I’m going out for dinner with my sister, cousin, greg, and some other people at an Italian place in parnell so that should be fun. Tomorrow I’m climbing Rangitoto and working on bike after that.

Weight loss not going so good, I have been so munchy this week. I have to take progestertone for some female stuff and I take it in 2 week stints. I think it makes me really hungry but at least it appeared to fix my periods, having them monthly instead of weekly.
I did fit fine into my leathers last week, think the late nights working on bikes not thinking about eating (hence eating) helped. I’m about the 68kg mark at the moment.

Well time to eat some lunch.

Thursday, March 09, 2006

Busy busy busy....

The wkend was pretty full-on, Saturday I spent working on one of my engines, getting the crank back in. It was a bitch of a job because one of the seals shat itself when the cases were put together, so we managed to pull that one out but then G put the other one in to far. We’ll think it will be right thou.

So the engine was done after about 8 hours work, Saturday night I was just buggered, so G went to the pub and I went to bed around 11. He came home at 2am, but not very drunk which was surprising.

On Sunday we went to Te Aroha and went mountain biking. They have some wicked trails up there. I managed to crash off as soon as I got into the bike which luckily no-one saw. And g did a big endo and left huge scrapes, cuts and bruises everywhere, so he was rather sore.

One of the best bits was the trail started right by the hot pools so we could go have a soak afterwards.

I was just so tired all wkend, we actually went to bed at 9:30! Friday night which is the earliest ever. So that meant we were awake before 8 the next morning.

I’ve been super busy all this week trying to get two bikes rebuilt (one to sell). I can’t get the gearbox to work on my Honda which I’m suppose to be racing on Sunday so have to tackle that again tonight. Its been quite tiring spending 3-4 hours after work every night on them, so dinners have been very easy (Monday I was so sore it was low-fat icecream), and the rest of the time its been stirfies or tuna and salad. (with icecream to follow).

Since I have to fit into my rather tight leathers on Sunday, I’ve been trying to be reasonable good and think I’ve pretty much stuck around points each day and surely 3-4 hours in the shed each night would earn me a few bonus points anyway.

No scales to weigh myself on this wkend, but the pants feel a bit looser today so its looking hopeful….

Tomorrow we have to go shopping to buy a new helmet. My last one has a nice road and tire mark from someone hitting me last time I crashed at Taupo.

Step away from the food!

Well it hasn’t been a few good days lately on the eating front. I’ve been a bit stressed and frustrated at work so took it all out on food. And then we had pizza for lunch today, so tasty but not so healthy and I never seem to be able to eat only 1 or 2 bits.

One of the worst things is I’ve found out I’ve got a race meeting on the 12^th and I just know my leathers are going to be tight and when they’re tight I overheat and burn up to much energy. Oh well my own fault for being such a piggy.

I keep wondering if I should go back to WW, but I get soooo hungry only eating 18-20 points a day. I know it can be done, but not sure I can overcome the cravings and emotional eating every single day. And I’m lazy to boot so don’t earn many exercise points. Hmmm well think on that one (and the $18 meeting fee)

I did quite well at the mini golf tournament the other day and felt like a complete prize hoarder cos I won a prize for best team, most holes in one, and worse score in team. So ended up with a mars bar (eaten that night), gold choccy coins (eaten/shared the next day) and a car for the most holes in one (mini hummer).

Now its almost the wkend, and I never do well with eating on the wkend….

Hmmm tasty casserole....

I made the yummiest casserole last night, it’s the first time I’ve ever made one. My mum use to make them all the time so I’ve been a bit put off, but saw the packet mix at the supermarket and the beef was on special, so couldn’t resist.

I guess I can’t claim that I “made” it cos all I had to do was brown the beef, chop some veggies and chuck the liquid mix (Tuscan Beef) in with it, but still!!!

I had to wait 2 hours for it to cook, and I had some brown rice with it. Brown rice is pretty blah by itself but with the casserole the slightly nutty flavour was delicious.

And the best bit is I have two leftover meals!

I don’t think it was the most point friendly meal after adding it all up, but at 7.5 it’s not really so bad I guess and I think it left me within points for the day.

Actually I’m surprised I lasted the two hours without starving to death (only a slight exaggeration!). I had hunger pains at the supermarket at 6 and didn’t end up eating until 9 so that’s a very long time without food for me.

I’m playing Mini Golf at Treasure Island tonight with some workmates, I think we’re having nibbles there too, so I might eat some corn before I go, so I’m not too ravenous/greedy.

I went to the dentist yesterday as part of a filling fell out. Damn they’re expensive, cost me $177! She said I need to come back sometime to get the rest of my teeth checked but that might have to wait a mighty long while cos I now owe over a g on my credit card. Ouch!

Quizee

Cool I love little quizzes, I’ve just thieved this from someone’s site:

I've Never Kissed A Member Of The Opposite Sex: False
I've Never Kissed A Member Of The Same Sex: False
I've Never Crashed A Friend's Car: True
I've Never Been To Japan: True
I've Never Been In A Taxi: False
I've Never Been In Love: False
I've Never Had Sex In a Public Place: False
I've Never Been Dumped: Umm yeah I was dumped once (the bastard!)
I've Never Done Cocaine: True
I've Never Shoplifted: True (I’m an angel)
I've Never Been Fired: True
I've Never Been In A Fist Fight: False
I've Never Had Group Intercourse: True
I've Never Snuck Out Of My Parent's House: True I never needed to, they were pretty lenient
I've Never Been Tied Up: False
I've Never Regretted Having Sex With Someone: False
I've Never Been Arrested: True
I've Never Made Out With A Stranger: False
I've Never Stolen Something From My Job: False although pens and stuff can’t really constitute stealing, more longtime borrowing!
I've Never Celebrated New Years In Time Square: True
I've Never Gone On A Blind Date: True although I did meet someone off the internet once so that was sorta blind
I've Never Lied To A Friend: False , hate lying though
I've Never Had A Crush On A Teacher or Professor: False
I've Never Celebrated Mardi Gras In New Orleans: True
I've Never Been To Europe: False
I've Never Skipped School: False
I've Never Slept With A Co-Worker: False
I've Never Cut Myself On Purpose: True (never understood why someone would)
I've Never Had Sex At The Office: True eww
I've Never Been Married: True
I've Never Been Divorced: True
I've Never Had Sex With More Than One Person Within The Same Week: Umm uni was a pretty drunken time but I don’t think so
I've Never Posed Nude: Um hmmm sorta false/true
I've Never Gotten Someone Drunk Just To Have Sex With Them: True
I've Never Killed Anyone: True
I've Never Received Scars From My Sex Partner: True
I've Never Thrown Up In A Bar: False I think
I've Never Taken a Hallucinogenic Drug: False drugs are bad
I've Never Purposely Set A Part Of Myself On Fire: True
I've Never Eaten Sushi: False
I've Never Been Snowboarding: True
I've Never Had Sex At A Friend's House While They Were Throwing A Party: False I think
I've Never Had Sex In A Dressing Room: True
I've Never Flashed Anyone: False haha so much fun!
I've Never Met Anyone From Online: False

A tired little camper

Starting with weight, I weighed in at 68.1 kgs on Saturday morning. The scales weren’t sure whether it was 68.3 or 68.1 but the lower weight won out. Whohoo! Pity my boardies still feel pretty tight. I think I’ve just lost muscle and gained fat which is never a good thing, I’m just such a lazy ass and the only time I do exercise is in the wkends when I normally do shite loads, but during the week…..

The wedding I went to was really nice. It was on a grassy area under a pohutukawa tree right in front of the beach so the backdrop was stunning. The guys made an aisle using toi-tois and the bride walking down it looked really stunning. It was a short and sweet wedding. The groom was rather nervous and kept slipping up on the words but it all went pretty smoothly.

After the wedding we all headed to the other end of the beach for the reception. It was in a huge marquee on some reserve ground and we got rather hot as the sun was streaming through the clear panels onto us. We were a bit naughty and a few of us took off at one point to go jump in the ocean. It seemed bloody cold and didn’t help with the boys (bastards) splashing me.

Back at the wedding, we all proceeded to drink too much. There was a really sweet bubbly which I drank a gazillion glasses of, and we only stopped once all the bottles were gone. The copious amounts of sugar bit me in the ass though and around 11pm I started feeling quite ill so I laid off the alcohol, much to the disgust of everyone there. By 1am the DJ left and I felt super tired so walked the 10 m (huge exercise!) to the tent and crashed out. Woke up at 4:30am and the music was still raging and I could hear G talking at the top of his (drunken) voice. I got up to pee and managed to get some on my jami pants (nice) so took them off and went back to sleep.

Woke up next at 6am with G heading back towards the test saying shit its getting light. My dog Bart, who had naughtily snuck out of the tent earlier and spent the evening/morning being entertained by the partygoers, finally came back too.

Not much of a sleep-in the next day and we spent Sunday feeling very shattered and unmotivated. We were going to go for surf but it was flat and we were just so buggered. I fell asleep on the way home and also slept great last night.

Hmm just ate two very yummy ferroro rochers!

I’ve piked for volleyball tonight and am looking forward to going home to bed. Might have to go to the supermarket first so I have food to eat. I really want a recipe for some low-fat pasta or something that I can make a big dish of and eat for the rest of the week. Yes I’m a lazy cook, and pasta is so good. Maybe I’ll make my old bacon/mushroom/five brothers fav.

Hot cross buns xox

Well the last two days eating has been really good and I have stuck within the 20 point limit.

Today might be another story, I’ve just eaten 2 hot cross buns and I don’t think they’re so good for me plus we have cake this afternoon and its so yummy that I don’t think I’ll be able to resist. Maybe I’ll just have half a piece……

This wkend we (me and bf) have a wedding on at Whangapoua on the Coromandel Penisular (not to be confused with Whangaparoua). The wedding is on the beach and should be really fun. I’ve already loaded the mountain bike in the mighty van so hopefully we’ll get in a couple of rides. We’ll probably also go surfing (I’m really useless but I do try). G was wanting to go over to Whangapoua tonight but it would be nice to have a decent sleep in a bed and hopefully a sleep in. Yeah right they never happen unless we’ve been racing all day! G usually wakes up first and starts fidgeting his feet and annoying me so I’ll wake up. Good thing I love him.

Anyway he lives in Thames (we usually only see each other in the wkends), so that’s close to all the good spots on the coro.

Maybe I should give a wee bit of history on us?

Well in my third year of uni, I flatted with a guy who raced motorbikes (road racing at tracks like Pukekohe, Mansfield, Taupo Centennial Raceway) and I use to think it was the coolest thing ever. I’ve always had a vivid interest in motorbikes but something like racing seemed to be for professionals who knew what they were doing with bikes. And while I did have a motorbike (GSXR250) I really didn’t know squat. Racing before then just seemed completely unattainable.

I did a couple of track days with the road bike and managed to lie it down cracking one of the engine covers and the bike was super gutless on the track, but man it was fun!

Anyway I ended up buying, with the flatmates help, a racebike (had to sell roadbike to finance), my flattie gave me some old leathers of his that I had modified to fit my childbearing (ha!) hips, and I started!

I remember the first time I rode the bike, damn it seemed so fast and crazy! And then it suddenly stopped running and I’d heard such bad things about pistons seizing etc that I thought “AHHHHHHh I’ve broken it!” Turns out I just hadn’t turned the gas on.

Anyways I’m a bit off track; so about 2 years ago I met my boyfriend at the track. He races in the same class and would offer all kinds of advice (its great being a race girl at the track). After one meeting I remember confessing to my flattie (not the same one as before) that I had a bit of a crush on him. I was sorta going out with my sexy neighbour at the time.

After one meeting, G convinced me to go to the hot pools with him and he said “I can’t believe you’re single, anyone would snap you up in a second” or something along those lines. So I told him that I was sorta seeing someone, then went home and broke up with sexy neighbour. I thought he was a bit old for me and although I’d jump all over him when I was drunk, it just didn’t really feel right.

G called up next wkend to say he was coming to Auckland to get some car parts and did I want to meet up. That night we had a tequila party with my flattie and a bunch of friends and by the time G turned up, I was already half cut. Well it all got rather hazy from there, we all got rollicking drunk and had a great time. And G and I have been together since. Now coming up to 2 years.

So that’s our history in brief. It seems to work quite well seeing each other on the wkends, I usually go to Thames on the Friday night and come back Monday morning and its only just over an hour from my house so its pretty sweet really. Sometimes he comes to Auckland but we prefer Thames because his flatmates are very cool, and there’s lots of beaches and things to do. It just seems a bit more laidback in Thames.

Hopefully this wasn’t all too boring.

The second statge...

Well the job interview seemed to go ok, they showed me around the manufacturing line then I had an interview with two of the product design managers. Apparently they’ve got about 5 more people to interview so I’ll probably find something out next week. Nathan one of the interviewers said that I’d be started at a graduate induction level because my experience at my current job is pretty unrelated but that sounds fine to me. What I am worried about is how much they would pay me. Shallow I know but I don’t want to take a dip in the lifestyle to which I’ve become accustomed J

My cut on my foot from saving the whale in the weekend is still a bit sore, but it doesn’t look infected or anything, just not really healed yet. Guess these things take time and it was quite deep.

Me and a friend went and saw Walk the line last night. It was a pretty good movie if a little slow moving. Reese Witherspoon was fantastic in it. The movenpick ice-cream I had during was pretty good too. This is not very good for my diet. In fact the whole week so far has been a bit of a write-off, I really have to get grocery shopping so I have lots of yummy nice fruit and veges. Last nights dinner was some chips with my drink at the pub and the ice-cream. Not super nutritious choices at all!

So I’m putting in a bit more effort today, have had toast with a scraping of butter for brekky and will have a sandwich for lunch. Not sure about the rest of the day as the sandwich usually only keeps me happy for an hour or two and I’m rather lacking in healthy snacks. Maybe more toast with honey for arvo tea??

Ciao

Ahhh scarey interviews

I had an interview for a product design engineer role at the start of last week. It seemed to go ok but I thought I was a little too casual and hadn’t thought of clever answers to all the typical job questions. But anyway, it must’ve gone ok, I just got off the phone to them and I have the 2^nd interview tomorrow. This time with 3 people, scarey stuff indeed!

Also last week I had my review, and got a payrise so now I’m on pretty decent money and I don’t like my chances of getting that money matched in the new job. But the new job would be way better for my career so don’t know what to do! Well guess I’ll see what they have to say first.

I ate too much yesterday. We have a mobile café that comes round each morning at about 11 and they have the best savoury scones so I got one. It was pretty big and I didn’t need food again for 5 hours but I still think I ended up eating too much. It would be nice to know how many points that scone would be but I would guestimate about 7 so not a very healthy choice if it is that high.

Wish me luck (no one reads this so I’m only wishing myself luck really)

We saved a whale!!!!!!!!!!

Well it was a pretty full-on weekend. The highlight being saving a whale. I couldn’t believe it! We were coming back from out overnight fishing trip when I saw a large fin in the water with a tail making rather big splashes. I said to the others “look at that, what the hell is that” and we stopped to take a closer look. We wandered down onto the sandy beach and a guy headed towards us saying he’d been watching it for a while and it couldn’t get anywhere. It was quite a way out (estuary) and from the beach we couldn’t tell whether it was a small whale or a dolphin so we waded towards it. There were lots of rocks on the way and a few stubbed toes but we got out to it about hip height. Being an estuary it stayed quite shallow so we tried to find a deeper direction to push it in. The poor thing, it was a pilot whale between 3-4 metres long and it had quite a few scars and deep holes. It was surprisingly hard to find anything to grip, and we were about to go and find a towel to wrap around it when all the pushing started to pay off.

It could tell we were trying to help it and it would start flapping its tail which we were careful about keeping away from. And when we’d stop, she (one of the guys found her sex by accident) would stop flapping too.

It was pretty unreal to be trying to push a whale into the deeper water. Once we got her moving, all effort was put in to keep her moving and she soon got deep enough to help herself. We watched it silence as she swam away and then in pity as she turned and swam towards the beach again. We were in a big bay with the point quite a long way again. We headed over to her and this time she wasn’t quite so stuck so it took less effort to get her moving again. In all she beached around 4-5 times but we were moving towards the point (over some very sharp shells and rocks that left a deep cut in my heel) so were headed in the right direction. Once she hit deep enough water she could really get some speed up. A couple of times she headed towards the beach and then would turn out into the open water again. My biggest fear was she would turn right back into where she started from but we were lucky.

The last push was by the point and she was gone. A very cool moment as we watched her build up speed and then disappear under the water.

It was a long wade back to the beach; we couldn’t walk up onto the point as the oyster shells were extremely sharp on our already sore feet. We all felt very lucky and at the same time sad to have such an opportunity, I only hope she wasn’t struggling too long before we helped her and really hope she didn’t beach again on the way to the open seas.

Other than saving a whale, I caught 3 snapper on Saturday, the last one being quite big. We stayed on a beautiful sandy beach, greg and I camped while the other two stayed on the boat. On the Sunday we went sea biscuiting (SOOO much fun). B was driving the boat and he’d make the biscuit shoot over the boats wake and skim onto the glassy clear water. Greg crashed off at high speed which was hilarious. I even saw a couple of penguins on the way. We also went snorkelling and then back to the mussel farm for some more fishing. Greg got given great shit for not even catching one that we could eat.

In all we got about 8 snapper and a couple of yellow tails that we used as bait.

We didn’t get home till about 7 Sunday night and were very tired cleaning all the boat gear but it was a very cool weekend and the smoked snapper for tea was very tasty.

Oh yeah since this is suppose to be about weight-loss, I did weigh myself and came in at 68.4kg which seemed a bit light. I did get very inebriated the night before (so so drunk on the Friday out in town) so maybe I was super dehydrated when I weighed myself the next morning. The wkends eating not very healthy but we did a lot of exercise and this morning my arms are quite sore from the combination of pushing whale and hanging on for dear life on the sea biscuit.

Hmmm it all tastes so good

I'm here to hopefully get enough motivation to stop feeding my face and lose some weight.
Today not quite so good, especially when I found the leftover packet of Delisio Lime and Cracked Pepper chips that I'd forgotten about. Combine that with an incy bit of chocolate (from my lovely bf) and I'd say I'm on about 25 points for the day.
I did think about going to the gym down the road to try out the step class but I was soooo hungry and not in the mood (excuses excuses I know!) so I didn't.

So here I am, judging by the tightness of my clothes, just under 70 kg, this doesn't sound like much but you certainly notice it on me. Or I notice it on me!

Maybe I should talk about the whole WW saga, I was at one stage while at uni 86kg! A routine visit to the doctor who made me jump on the scales (don't you hate that!) soon motivated me into my first lots of visit to WW. I think I got down to about 74kg before I lost motivation. I then joined again a year or so later at about the same weight and got down to about 68, lost motivation again (yawn). Joined again when I moved to Auckland, got down to about 65 and now I'm back up to about 69.

Anyways no one will be reading this so I'll stop rambling on, and will try and figure out how to post to this from email.

Leos