Monday, May 25, 2009
Dinner Saturday night was brilliant - great food, good company, lots of laughs and a rare event that we actually left the house on our own without children. It was still early after we finished dinner so we decided to head to the local RSL for a couple of drinks. It started pouring (more like bucketing) so we were running along the road so as not to get too wet. It didn't really matter as I was soaked before long. I should add I was looking pretty darn good in my jeans and jacket and Nicola Finnetti boots. After the rain the look was more drowned rat than sex goddess. Anyhoo.
After a couple of drinks at the RSL we thought we'd leave via the back way which was down a flight of stairs and walk through the carpark to get back to our car which was parked a few streets away. All sounding good up until the point where my ankle gave way and I fell down the stairs. I grabbed the bannister as I spun around backwards but still ended up sprawled ever-so-glamorously on the stairs. After I made sure I hadn't ruined my boots (they are fine, thank god), I stood up (and couldn't stop giggling) to find our neighbour standing with us (he works nights at the RSL) - great, more people to witness my embaressment. I hobbled back to the car, giggling the whole way too but the pain in my ankle started to get worse and worse.
Sunday was spent with my foot up and being iced on and off all day, lots of bruising but I'm fairly positive it's just a sprain. Wonderful Hubby ran around and got me some crutches and played nurse and taxi and dealt with the kids. He was brilliant.
Flat shoes for me for a while!!!
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
So there are a small group of us Twitterettes who are commencing a healthy-eating Tweek Up before the big MamaMeetUp. This is more something out of necessity for myself physically and mentally. I used to frequent the gym before I changed jobs 18 months or so ago. Then my boys started to forget who I was and my eldest, Crash, started to get shy around me. This broke my heart and my long hours with my job combined with the gym had to stop. Now my relationship with my kids is great and my new job also great, but my health is suffering. It's a sad old circle really, I don't exercise, I feel depressed, I then eat chocolate and down and down the spiral we go. So now I'm back to where I was immediately after the arrival of Rowdy (child number 2). All that hard work at the gym is wasted, all that lost weight is now found. We start all over again. *sigh* But that is how it goes with me, up and down, like a yo-yo. Why I used to clear out the wardrobe when I change size I'll never understand - much easier just to have a lot of things in different sizes, however, really, storage is an issue and shopping is fun.
Here's the plan:
Step 1: Cut back on alcohol. *looking disparingly at sky* oooooookay
Step 2: Drink more water - yes, noted, this is a must do
Step 3: Cut back on snacks. Cut them out and I'll go nuts, so lets cut them back and make healthier choices shall we.
Step 4: Watch portion sizes of meals - well I've started doing this. It's all about smarter choices really.
Step 5: Exercise - Mr Tread Mill arrives on Saturday. Not entirely sure of the eventual home for him but I think it will be in the loungeroom and as far away from Crash's room as possible - noise keeps him awake at night and he certainly lets us know if we're making too much noise. Crash gets called "The Fun Police" on occasion, but the poor boy is just trying to get to sleep.
I'm not going to disclose my current weight or my goal weight - forget it! I'll just put up a gorgeous pic of me when I really do look like Wonderwoman!
Incidently, Crash and Rowdy aren't their real names, but they probably should be. Crash is 4 and a half (and starting school next year) and Rowdy is almost 3.
I thought this was a good way to start my blog - a bit of a "get to know you" visual game (as pinched from the lovely Amanda from http://domesticgoddessonlplates.blogspot.com/ ).
The idea is to hit google and publish images which represent your answers to the questions. Excellent time waster...
1. Your age on your next birthday
10. Your most recent purchase
I googled "fishing with kids" and this t-shirt came up. I want it!