Day 21,

• BMI: 26.61
• Weight: 76.9
• Age: 26
• Exercise/ Total Time: 27 / 39

Wow. Three weeks. Wow. World of Warcraft. Both take up the same amount of time. I must admit. I am fairly (READ – Fairly = Really) drunk atm. We went around to a freidns place for roast and wine. Much more of the later consumed than the former. Good for having drinks and laugh ans storeid ans watching funny youtube videos. Bad for playing Wii Fit. When I first read the little “warning” saying “Warning” you could fall off. I was a little scepitcal – ‘ah fall off a virtually falt oject that doesn’t move?’ This wan’t like the rodeo surfboard at the Work Sales Conference (Where coincidentally I was also drunk, but fell fo the moving thing a lot). This was at home on a flat surface. But apparently you can. Coincidentally while drunk.

I had every intention of doing a big session today – i had time, felt fine…. but then the screen became blurry, and as i don’t wear glasses nor contacts this worried me to the point I stopped. Although 27 minutes isn’t bad and I probably could have fit one more in, but better safe than sorry.

There was far too many cases where i got from a lying position (today was yoga yoga yoga) so a kneeling position and would just keep moving once I got up, hence falling the other way.

I also dropped pen while writing notes. While I was actually trying to concentrate on to holding it.

Day 20,

• BMI: 26.75
• Weight: 77.3
• Age: 26
• Exercise / Total Time: 30 / 49

0.3kg away from starting rate. Fuck that.

I did a lot more aerobic exercises than the last couple of days, it felt good. I did the 10+minutes of hula hooping. Oh how I hurt.  I did step (and sucked) but got up a real good sweat which is the first big one in a while. I even did 2 mintues of jogging (and followed the dog, so went secret way!)

I know of someone who went off and purchased a Wii the other day, with the intention of getting Wii Fit (you know because her Gym membership isn’t enough wasted money spent on health – she doesn’t go after all).

Lent her some games, the little party ones, I don’t think that she’s up for the Zelda’s etc of the world. She barely has enough time in the day as it is.

Unfortunately Fortunately Unfor…  She couldn’t find one. Apparently as sold out as Mario Kart (wtf? That’s sold out too?) Well According to Rose Lappin of Nintendo Australia “If I had another 100,000 Mario Karts and another 100,000 Wii Fit there would be a lot more happier people than what we’ve got now as far as retailers go because trying to support catalogues, rainchecks even, since the launch has been difficult.” (Screen Play, SMH).

Now I don’t know if they mean worldwide or Australasia, but that’s a hell of a number to think you can sell. In fact, to think there are still people in America, who cannot get one because they cannot stay on shelves, is beyond belief for me – particularly 18 months down the track and particularly because I don’t think I would have to search that far to get one here in Australia.

Still Alive…. barely

Might have to get myself a flu vaccination I swear.

For not the first nor last time I’m really ill. I haven’t been out of the house let alone doing exercise. Or even my age/weight/etc measurements. This is worse than the last time. However I’m also using this weekend to go eurovision crazy.

There are a couple of posts from last week that should go up, however now I’m really scared as even though I have been not eating a lot, what I have been eating is junk and would not make up for the lack or movement I’m doing.

Arms

I have bumpy, hideously ugly, red arms. It’s something I’ve had since before high-school and even with all the creams, medications, exfoliation and sunlight or whatever in the world – it doesn’t look like something that’s ever going to disappear. But aside from that I’ve been relatively blessed with normal-ish skin (whatever that is). I’ve never had problems with mass breakouts, or acne, no skin conditions or eczema. I couldn’t tan to save my life, and will always curse my grandparents sporadic genes which not only skipped my parents, but myself as well, leaving it to my sister to show what glorious olive skin my genes are capable of. But there are far worse people in the world (that wart-tree man springs to mind)

But I’ve been finding bumps around my neckline and in the middle or my back. And they are raised and highly itchy. It could be my body trying to release more crap since I’m turning healthy. Or it could be that I’m turning into a highly contagious chicken-pox monster from the land of pollo-centria. I’ve had chicken pox, and I’ve been a monster, but my mum has had chicken pox twice, and just ask my sister or cat how many times I’ve been a monster, the world is not safe.

Destructive paths

I started down two very destructive paths yesterday.

1) I finished watching the opening mini-series for Battlestar Glactica. I can very much see myself watching these like a cat would watch a mouse (unless of course you are my cat – in which case you would be sleeping as a million mice throw a dance party on your back).

2) I didn’t do any wii fit exercises. I’ve been tired, I’ve been up really really way to late, and I’ve been sick – and none of that has stopped me doing them before. And when nothing was wrong … I didn’t do them.

I’d finished cooking dinner, doing the washing up, stressing over work, and watching the end of the mini-series for  battlestar galaxia, and yet, I got up to do it – and really didn’t want to. Not just a meh I’ll do it tomorrow and make up for lost time. And actual revulsion to doing it. It was cold – I was still in my work clothing and…. And it just wasn’t happening. I plan to do it this afternoon when I get home, but I am going out to dinner – and I wouldn’t be putting down money on me doing a lot – certainly not making up for lost time.

It doesn’t help that the ‘time’ that I set aside to do it – basically straight after I get home at 6 until about 7, is usually out of the question. Even though everyone knows that’s when I like to get on – someone always has to “just finish this” or “just check something quickly” worse is when they say after a few hours of me waiting “Oh I didn’t realise you wanted to go on right away.” Well yes. Yes you did. The only one who lets me go on –in peace – is Pip, who as soon as I walk in the door ignores me until I go to fill his food bowl, where he will purr loudly, rowl a bit as I’m obviously taking far too long for his liking, and then ignore me again once he starts eating. And he ignores me for the rest of the night. Unless a door is closed somewhere that is not to his liking.

Although to be fair he’ll actually sit on the chair which I put the wii remote on as I exercise. He sees them as his chairs. They are to his liking.

Also doesn’t help that I’ve had two weight ‘spikes’ in two days. Now I know this is partially because of the heavy clothes thing – and partially because the last two days I’ve had to weigh myself after dinner rather than before, but its making me really ponder whether this is doing any good. I don’t care about the weight – but I don’t feel stronger, healthier or even more balanced. I’ve stopped getting good sleep, and my shoulders  - even when I don’t do any exercise with them, hurt. To the point where I am constantly straining, stretching and doing whatever to them because they constantly irritate me. It could be that now I am constantly trying to sub-consciously correct my posture and after years of slouching are taking their toll – but I don’t think so.

Pip, bless his paws, is on a “eating plan” and that’s one too many in the house as far as I’m concerned. Although I did have a tiny portion for lunch today – and not even a heap of salad or anything. Although that’s balanced out by the mini chocolate tart I did have today. L But I blame the chef for saying that I HAD to have one. And you don’t mess with chefs.

Eating habits

I’m not a very good eater. I eat a lot of crap, and drink a lot of, well not crap but bad stuff. But I eat a lot of crap. And as much as I have now successfully gotten over the problem of having a KFC 2 minutes walk away, I moved on to the charcoal chicken take-away with the nasty old Italian woman who I had a fight with because she wouldn’t give me a wing (I love chicken – but would not eat thigh, or wings, or drumsticks or skin or stuffing or well anything except the breast meat. Hmm maybe I don’t like chicken after all).

I  don’t eat breakfast, ever. I did when I was little and forced to, but the amount of times where I had a piece of bread, or a rice cracker with Vegemite (hey – I’m Aussie okay?) were far too many to count. If I do eat – it’ll be the smallest of small things around 10.30 – 11. And more often than not I get to 11.40 or so, realise I haven’t eaten and go “Oh well, I’ll just wait for lunch.”

Lunch. Now there’s the one word of the day that fills me with hope and fear. Our office has a chef that comes in and prepares us lunch. And the smell fills the place from about 11 onwards. And man is there some delicious and unhealthy things. My one saving grace is that I usually stuff myself with enough food that I don’t eat any of the dessert or afternoon tea that he also makes (although if its apple crumble… and if he makes scones for morning tea I’ll eat that for breakfast). And when its chicken schnitzel and wedges for lunch? Ah I just can’t get enough! And in the last few weeks I have tried to add more of the salads (which are usually oily eg Greek or creamy eg Waldorf or potato) so that’s not much better.

Oh and we have a soft drink fridge. Which the company pays for. I switched around the time I started here to coke zero rather than normal coke (and now I couldn’t probably switch back! – as amazing as that is for someone who used to go through normal coke like a hot knife through butter.) Although because it’s fizzy and well, coke. Not to mentioned stuffed with sweeteners and who knows whatever other preservatives etc.

And I’ve stopped buying as many snacks for home – and those that I do buy I attempt to get healthier versions than I used to. Like I’ll buy pre-packaged popcorn or rice snacks and nuts.

And it wouldn’t help that most dinners/recipes etc are for 4 people – and our house will cook for 2 -3 depending on the night. Which generally means everyone gets a little bit more and when these tend to be things like curries or pastas, and we eat late, the food probably doesn’t get enough time to digest.

I find food hard to calculate, portion etc.  but if that’s hard –  my worse crime is measuring standard drinks. I cannot (and will not ever) standardise what I drink. Vodka is splashed into a glass before topped up with whatever, and some of my wine glasses hold easily a third of a bottle if I really tried. And thanks to various housemates and accidents, we don’t really have any ‘standard’ for which I could measure one and know how many ‘standard drinks’ I have in a night. As far as I’m concerned if I have 4 glasses of wine and polish off a bottle – well I’ve had 4 standard drinks. They’re standard for me. Nor does it help I chop and change what I’m drinking over the course of the night pretty much every night.  Spirits, red wine, white wine, liqueur… Nor does it help that I’ll generally leave a bottle for the next night – with the casks that we buy? 2 x 4L wine casks? They’ll be gone in a week. Almost like clockwork.

All this was meant to justify my results.  It’s made me feel like a pig.

Oh and for justification of the above?

• Drinks had tonight: 3
• Drinks the bottle says I’ve had tonight: 8

Enough said.

Day 6,

• BMI: 26.44
• Weight: 76.3
• Age: 22
• Exercise/Toal time: 12 / 24

I full intended to work out more today – not because Iw as feeling much better but becuase my idea was to average about 30 minutes over the entire time that I end up doing this. But now rather than 25 minitues down for yesterday, I’m over 40.

Oh well, I’ll see if i catch up – if not whatever. Apologies for being sick.

Last couple of day have been an awful time for health and sleep. Pip (as in Pippin or Peregrin) my mostly-delightful cat has been deciding that 4 – 8 time are night are the perfect times to cause a ruckus. And to think that the greedy little bastard is mainly after food. Probably half the reason I’m sick. Of course the other half it that its friggin cold and much colder much earlier than it has been the last few years I’ve lived here.

This week isn’t going to be good in general. Nothing to do with this.

Day 4,

• BMI: 26.51
• Weight: 76.5kg
• Age: 21
• Exercise/ Total Time: 29m / 44m

Same stats as yesterday. Weighed myself way to early, but I had somewhere to go (pool comp – semi finals so not too bad) and preferred to do it early rather than later (ie, the day after, because I would have wanted to go to sleep asap when I got home)

I probably would have spent longer on this if I didn’t have to rush to get changed and then get out the door.

Also getting an age younger than I am was nice – if a little premature.

Tried to do half a chin up when at the pool comp off one of the roof beams.  Something is wrong with me.

Day 1,

I’ll reformat these to a cleaner more easy to read look from now on – but as I need to talk about everything before I reveal such icky and annoying details as what I weigh. I bought Wii Fit today, 8th of May 2008 for the (rather rip-off) price of $150.00 AUD. Yes I could have paid less, however I pre-ordered at my sister’s work, and damn-it I was going to follow through with it – I have a job after all. I bought it during work – and carried it back to work during my lunch break. Man is is heavy – okay getting it in front of your telly and then underneath the sofa… but carrying it half a kilometre back to work… in heels?! Get real. And then carrying it back to the car after work (annoyingly in the other direction from the shopping centre).

Wonder if wearing heels make a bad difference to people’s balance results in Wii Fit? Oh well on to details:

• BMI: 26.85
• Weight: 77.5kg
• Wii Fit Age: 34
• Time Spent in Exercise/Wii Fit: 25min / 1h 2 min

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There was a lot of time spent organising things, setting things up, putting batteries in etc etc. I also spent most of what time measuring and weighing everything I could. Hey if I lose even a few millimetres off my stomach then I want to know about it!

34. Not as shocking as I expected. i got a lot worse in Wii Sports.