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Weigh-in Post Christmas

I weighed myself at home this morning and have gained 1 kilo over Christmas. Not bad. I actually felt relieved. I knew it wasn't that much because I didn't really feel bloated. I never ate until I felt so full that I couldn't breathe/move, and although I had my fair share of snacks and treats, overall I did ok.

Our toilet has been broken for this entire week and we've been staying at my mum-in-laws. Today the owner is sending his father to fix it. It did this last year and they sent the same guy. All I'm saying is maybe they should get a real plumber involved?? Could be why we keep having problems.

When I went for a walk yesterday I saw a baby bird flapping near the ground and stopped to have a look. One of it's claws was caught in the bottom of a chain fence and he couldn't free himself. I freed it's foot and it hopped onto both feet on the ground and just stared up at me.

I wanted to see it fly away but it didn't move. There were other birds in the area chirping and talking loudly. I didn't want to leave it, but I know it was the only thing I could do. I believe you have to limit the amount you touch a bird because of the smell you leave behind.

The idea that the little bird may not live really affected me. I had tears in my eyes. I don't know how he got himself caught at the bottom of a fence. Poor little guy. I hope he survived it, maybe he was only scared to fly away or had been flapping there for so long he didn't have the strength. I hope his bird friends came to help him.

I have to go to work today and I'm dreading it. I've had a lot of pain this week in my shoulders and chest. I wish I had an appointment with the surgeon sooner than the 18th, but I have to take it extra easy today. I'm thinking of wearing my soft collar brace again, just at work. A lot of it could also be the bed I've been sleeping on because it is softer than ours, and just the overall strain of my body to hold up my mending neck.

And finally on the weightloss front I've decided that once New Years is out of the way I'm going to go two weeks without carbs or alcohol to jumpstart my new year. I'll still count the points for weight watcher purposes, but I've got some menu ideas from a magazine that adapted the South Beach diet. I don't plan on cutting carbs out permanetly, but two weeks can't hurt me and could be really good to help get over the holiday gains.

I want to be on track to reach my goal of 63 kilos by the end of March.

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