ORGANISE & DIARISE
Otherwise known as
GETTING YOUR SHIT TOGETHER WHILE REALISING YOU HAVE NO SOCIAL LIFE.
I have to write down all the DANGER days for the next 3 months. Days that could send all my well meaning plans flying out the window quicker then you can say "Caramel Aerobars are evil". I quickly grabbed my calendar down from the wall and examined the next 3 months. I have only TWO potential apocalyptic times that could cause my journey smashed under a big meteorite of doom.
1. Wintersun: We shall be cutting a rug & socialising to the max at Coffs Harbour for 2 days. Take away food alert for the whole weekend. Must try to only eat healthy stuff & not eat 'easy' foods like vomit inducing KFC or RSL chicken parmas with extra gravy.
2. IVF: This awesome *sarcastic font* period of 1 month involves nightly injections of superman strength hormones that make my PMS seem like a happy go lucky sky-lark in the park. Wonderful stomach bloating & a general feeling that my internal girliy bits are going to explode. Of course the end result of this is hopefully going to end in me having a bun in the oven (mmmmm bun). So if that happens I will have to deal with that and adjust my 12wbt accordingly.
Other than that my social calander is depressingly bare.
I also have to work out when i will be well... working out. During Round One I have discovered that I play best alone and at the gym so I will continue with that.
Anyone? Hello? I promise to stop tsking at your food choices & talking about my weight.