Saturday 23 February and Saturday 1 March, 2008
Week 9 weight – 95.6 kg
Week 10 weight – 95.5 kg
Initial weight – 96.2 kg
Okay, so I’m a lazy git. Week eight never happened because I was having that relaxed wine tasting weekend with the family near Rutherglen. Week nine was a surprising continuation of the week seven low weight. Surprising because I did bugger all exercise after getting back from my chill out weekend. As in one gym session and one PT session with Liz. My final PT session, as it turned out, because you pay for them in lots of five, and I knew then that there was no way I was going to take 5 more session in two weeks. I continued with my slacker gym record in the lead up to week ten, going once, I think. Sooo… while I’m supposed to be on week three, or maybe four of the wonderful blue walking program, I have done nothing past week one! And yet my weight stays the same!
Maybe I can market this – eat okay and do no exercise and you won’t change weight! Maybe it’s the stress at the moment, or the fact that we’re eating quite haphazard meals (getting rid of the contents of the fridge and pantry without buying any new food). Who knows. Sure, I’d rather be losing weight than staying the same, but right now I’m not doing anything to justify a weight loss, so I’m not gonna cry that it’s not happening.
The forecast for gymming looks okay. I’ll be handing the membership cards in tomorrow without having gone for the last week or so. We’ve been far too busy with packing and organising and stressing to get ourselves out for a workout. I had assumed that my gym had franchises in NZ as well as Australia, but a quick looksee at the website proves me wrong. Maybe someone will start one up in the next week. I’ve done a quick google to look for gyms in the region I’ll be in initially and have found four. One of them is the YMCA and seems to cater only for kids and seniors, not for those in between. Still, three gyms, and probably more that didn’t come up in my search, so there’s hope.
Then there’s the eating. Once we’re back in NZ, I’m going to have to remind Mikey that Hell’s Pizza isn’t the equivalent of proper nutrition. Normally he eats really well, but there’s something about being close to that pizza shop that makes him go a little loopy. I hope that we’ll be able to settle down fairly quickly, although initially we’ll be eating whatever Mikey’s parents are having, as we’ll stay with them until we find jobs and a place to rent. If anyone has any suggestions on how to eat healthily when you’re living under the roof and rules of someone else, send ‘em through. I can’t imagine we’ll be there for too long, but it could be an interesting challenge for me.
