Knock u out....

The regime has begun. Baby's got back, and she's bustin' her butt to have less of it. I'm not seeing results yet, but I must be getting somewhere, cos' I can feel it. I'm still too scared to weigh myself though.... damn twisted perceptions.

Watch this space

Had my first session at the gym today... and surprisingly enough I'm feeling it. The plan is to get all fit and slim lined! With any luck I might fit back into my 'skinny' jeans in a month or so.....

Weight: 64.5kg's ... Now you know.... Now I'm going to be accountable to it... Biggest Loser style... hehehe. (an scarily enough, according to my height and weight I am actually overweight. Nothing like a shock like that to scare you into dropping a few kilo's.

It's that time of year...

...When a glass of red at the end of the day is absolutely wonderful. To kick up the feet, with the trusty slippers on, safe inside from the chilled night air, and the dark clouds, and rain. With the heater on, and the cat curled up in her chair and some nice music to make the working day seem long gone, a glass of red to warm the insides and all is right with the world again. .........

Until you see the evening news.... but that's another post.

And so...

My head has been full of random thoughts, and ideas. The month of May is alredy upon us and I feel like I'm still wading through a million half thought out plans for the year, and still not able to get past silly things I feel I've done up until now..

One day I feel like I'm achieving something and then the next I realise there's still so much to be done.

I'm in need of a holiday, a rest from my over-active imagination.