Tae Bo or Not Tae Bo - That is the Question

I need to lose some weight, its not too bad, just 5kgs or so (10 would be nice).  I don’t mind exercising (if I’m in the mood) bit like the housework really!

I live in a small town and on a Monday and Friday night go to the local Recreation Centre and do Konga, if you’re not familiar with it, take a look here:  http://thejunglebody.com.au/classes/konga

Loving Konga, just wish we could do it three times a week, we generally burn about 700 calories in an hour and it’s not too hard.  All different age groups come and everyone manages to keep up.

So, a Tae Bo class has started at the Rec Centre on a Friday morning, I went along and loved that too!  Once again all different age groups were there and its great, love all the boxing moves.  I just picture the Wanker’s face when I’m doing it, lol.

Because the Tae Bo is only one day a week, I thought I’d have a look and download some so I could do it at home.  Found a Billy Blanks Advanced Tae Bo, so I downloaded it (took three days and half my download allowance for the month but that’s okay. 

Can you see the mistake I made though?  Yes, Advanced Tae Bo.  What was I thinking?  Take what we do on a Friday morning, increase the pace by four, increase the reps by six and you’re a walking (just) ball of sweat.

I couldn’t finish it, it was insane.  So today I looked on Youtube (wish I’d done that in the first place) and here’s a snippet

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qbqNiysMcqY&feature=BF&list=PL94688E91797FED5B&index=2

I think I’ll do this one for now on, not Advanced. 

Now if only I could replace my wine intake with water, I may actually lose some weight. 

And stop making these 

Chocolate Chip Cookies

Hmmm…

A New Journey

After weighing myself this morning, I'm thinking this will become a blog about my weight loss journey!

Ahhhh!

However, when I weighed myself on the carpet, I got this result!

I prefer this one

Maybe I'll just move the scales to the carpet from now on!

Seriously, I'm only 5'2" (157cm) tall and really shouldn't be this weight.  It's all belly and hips, and the thing is - I know how to lose weight, I know about eating properly and exercising.  I've just been lazy.

Yesterday, we went to a kids party (a bestie's kid) so there was adult partying too.  Anyhoo, I drank a bottle of wine (not unusual for me, I'm afraid!) ate some party food, not that much, but came home, made myself a bacon and egg burger and ate it while watching an episode of The Biggest Loser (that I'd recorded).  I knew how wrong that was while I was doing it and to be honest, I wasn't even hungry.   Just felt like eating.

I usually hover between 60 - 63kgs and that's comfortable for me, I would like to be around 57kg though which is a healthy BMI and all that crap.

Tae Bo is for me, started a few weeks ago at a class in town and love it, have found it on Youtube so I can do it whenever I want now in the comfort of my own home.

I also have a 'dry' house at the moment, well I do have some bubbly in the pantry but it's not going near the fridge!  I drink a lot, compared to most of the population, it's not uncommon for me to drink two bottles of wine over three nights (most nights).  At the same time, when I'm trying to lose weight, I don't drink - nothing to worry about - I don't have an alcohol problem.

There's beer in the fridge because I do like a beer in the afternoon after a hot day (which we're still having here).  I'm sucking on one right now - it is low carb though! lol.

So, my new journey begins, I'll try to post about it every Sunday, with photographic evidence.  It's my daughter's 5th birthday on the 21st April, so I'd like to be back to 63kg by then, hopefully even lighter.

Wish me luck!

Talk soon

Doodah

The Tattoo

I’m a tattoo virgin, I don’t have any tats, never thought about getting one…until now.  Well, ever since I kicked the Wanker to the curb.  A present to myself for having the balls to finally end the relationship.

It’s getting to be an urge now, a need, I really want one – something cool and at the same time pretty, one that encircles my wrist like a bracelet.  (Think Karen from Californication) 

Anyhoo, if I had available funds, I would already have been inked.  But alas, that’s not gonna happen any time soon.

The Wanker has also never expressed any desire to get a tattoo so colour me surprised when we did the ‘children swap’ the other day and I notice a tat on his arm – he had a T-shirt on, so I could only see a bit of it.  Miss T informed me when I picked them up that it’s a dragon that goes across his chest and down his arm.  He must be getting himself some man-scaping because I don’t see the sense in getting a tat that you can’t see for chest hair!

So now I’m really pissed off (again) because he’s beaten me to it.  Now, when I finally get mine, he’s gonna think I’m copying him.

GGRRRRR!

At least mine will be a bit more tasteful.

I hope he realizes that having a tat doesn’t compensate for having a hairy back and a little dick!

Talk soon

Doodah

I’m Funny – Really I Am

Weird isn’t it, I’m a really funny person,  I’ve usually got a witty comment or two up my sleeve.  But blogging is making me dull, I’m just not that humorous on paper monitor/lappie/IPhone/IPad, etc.

So, instead of me being hilarious, here are a few things my kids have said lately:

My personal favourite is this one – I was singing (as you do) and Miss T told me to, “Stop, that’s annoying my ears!”  Thank you very much!

Asking which shoes Master R would like to wear – “Your runners?”  He replies, “No, my running shoes” – pretty sure they’re the same thing!

Miss T was running down the passage yelling, “I’m a Supergirl!”  Master R replied in a sing-song voice “No, you’re not.”  It is, after all his job to put her in her place.

It was a long, hot summer – don’t you love the way they’re in the same position?

Talk Soon

Doodah

My Worst Fear

My worst fear has finally been realized, if only in a small way.  Yes. Master R cut Miss T’s hair today.  Granted, it was more of a strand of hair than anything!  It looks like he picked up a chunk of hair, although ‘chunk’ may be a bit strong, it would be less than 1cm thick.  He cut it at about ear length right on the top of her hair (if you know what I mean) if it was on the bottom, no-one would notice. 

I found strands of hair in the bin and my immediate thought was that she was sick and was losing her hair!  That lasted about half a second.  Then I found more on the couch.  I’d forgotten that she’d been colouring and cutting, etc.  Normally, I don’t like to leave scissors and crayons, paints, etc with the kids if I’m not watching them – and let’s face it – I never watch them.  So, obviously I’ve gotten a bit lax in this department and low and behold I suppose I deserve it.  I’m also paranoid of them drawing all over the walls and floor – but I think thats perfectly understandable.

I've placed the darker bit over the highlight so you can just make out where he cut it - not so bad...really

I’ve always been paranoid about this happening and in fact a friend’s daughter (same age as miss T) decided to cut her own hair last year and ended up with a mullet – very attractive.  Takes me back to the 70’s when mother used to cut my hair.  I cringe just thinking about it.  And of course you hear other horror stories of kids cutting their hair.  I always assumed she would cut her own hair though, not Master R do it for her!  She reckons, she didn’t know he’d done it, she was watching theTV.

I’ve never really been able to grow my hair and always wanted to.  It would get to a certain length and turn into ‘rats tails’ – what a lovely term that is.  Miss T has lovely hair and I’m happy to let it grow and grow and grow.  Of course, with her being a tom-boy, I’m not sure how long this will last!  One day she wants it cut short, the next she wants to be like Rapunzel. 

I hope she favours Rapunzel.

Talk soon

Doodah

So Angry

I have to write, just don’t know what else to do, I’m shaking and want to – actually I don’t know what I want to do.

The wanker came over yesterday to pick up the kids and discuss our settlement.  As we are about $50k apart in what we both want, my lawyer suggested maybe splitting the difference.  I suggested that to him, in effect giving him a 40% share of our net assets.  I told him that I understood that he feels that as the ‘breadwinner’ since the kids came along, he feels that he should get all the cash we have available and I understand that while he wouldn’t and shouldn’t have to start over – he can.  He has an investment property that he can sell, and basically he has options.  On the other hand, I don’t have any options.

Once again, he mentioned that he needs a deposit for a house, etc, etc.  I informed him that he’d like a deposit for a house whereas in fact he could rent but I understand that he wouldn’t and shouldn’t have to go down that route.  Once again he mentioned that he wants to have something to give the kids in the future.  I said the kids don’t really care what you can provide when you die, they need a roof over their heads NOW! 

I went on to explain my position with Centrelink and having too much money in the bank, etc and that I have to purchase a house and can only borrow a small amount.

At one stage he even threatened to get a court order to have our legal fees taken out of the asset pool, I hit the roof and told him he’d have a fucking big fight on his hands if he tried that.

As usual he didn’t make any suggestions, just asked for a copy of the spreadsheet that I’d shown him which he then took and said he’s think about it.

I actually thought that I’d gotten through to him but apparently not. 

When he dropped the kids off this morning, he said he wanted $60k (which is just over 50%) or we go to court.  This equates to $25k less to me which would also leave me without enough to buy a house.  I assume that Centrelink would cut me off and I’d have to use any money that I did have to live on.

I just can’t believe that he doesn’t care about the kids’ well-being, it’s all about what he wants.  Surely he knows that if this went to court that he’s not going to get more than 40%, and that whatever he does get will be eaten up in legal fees?  I don’t know what’s gotten in to him, why is he being such a cunt (sorry – very angry!).  Have I hurt him that badly?  Surely he knew the marriage was over for years before I actually did anything about it.

Why is he doing this?  It’s like he’s doing it just to be spiteful, whereas all I want is a safe home for the kids.  I don’t care if I have to rent for the rest of my life, I wouldn’t like it but it’s not such a big deal, why has he taken this stance?

So angry and I know I won’t get any sleep tonight, I’m full of the flu and feel like shit.  My ears are blocked and I can’t hear anything.  Been crying all day – I’m okay, not depressed or anything like that just really fucking angry. 

Not a good day people.

Will keep you posted.

Talk soon

Doodah