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I walked 55 minutes total yesterday. I'm really getting on top of this. But this morning my head felt like it was full of cotton and I really really didn't want to go. Somehow I talked myself into it by telling myself that if I just walked a little I could turn around and come home at any time. Of course my feet did it almost by themselves and I walked the familiar block. It took me 5 minutes longer than normal because my heart wasn't in it. Who can complain I did it.

I love this diet/weightloss blog community I'm seeing on the internet. There is such a good network of likeminded people and a great support system. I hope to make some friends although I know it takes time. I read Shrinking girl's entry this morning about how she wanted to eat bad things for breakfast and it made me think about adding a section with easy to make recipes that I make to help keep me from getting bored and keep me sane. Maybe I'll add one every week, like featured recipes. Or maybe I'll just keep mentioning them here. Adding another page seems like too much trouble at the moment I fear I won't keep it up.

But if you are bored with your regular low-fat/high fibre cereal for breakfast, I highly recommend baked beans on toast. It is very filling and full of protein and fibre.

I've been doing the scale thing and it is of course up and down as usual. I know that it is ridiculous to hop on the scale every morning because it does nothing but make me obsess more over it than usual.

Mr ralph has been sick all week and not hungry at all. He's lost twice as much weight as me since I started Weight Watchers. I should be happy for him, and I am -- but it is so damn unfair. He will be to his goal weight so soon. Men really are from Venus. I wish I had his metabolism. He hasn't even exercised one single day this week, and I'm sure he will lose over a kilo. When he does exercise he rocks the charts. Unbelievable.

I've actually had to put Buckley on a diet. Seems that mr ralph has been feeding him way too much. His weight is almost 7 kilos. That's about 15 pounds for a cat that is just under a year old. He is a BIG cat, don't get me wrong. That's him over there at Bentwookie he has the biggest head and bone structure of any cat I've ever owned, but 15 pounds is still too big. He is only meant to have 3/4 cup to 1 cup of food a day. He was probably eating twice that so you can imagine he is missing the food.

Since I am home I've broken it up into 3 servings a day, and by the end of the day he wants more. I have to say I identify with him. Poor little guy. Best he do it now before he really is a big fat cat.

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