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Weigh-in Feb 5th

I weigh-in at 70.2 kilos this week, and that is up 300 grams from my last official recorded weight.

It wasn't so bad. It did hurt a little to go back into the 70's, but I was very successful in the latter part of the week at taking off some of what I had gained.

Technically I lost 600 grams since Monday (on my scale that is), and I am very pleased with that.

I have been shopping like crazy lately, but mostly at the salvos and Goodwill. I've found great tops and a nice jean skirt that replaces the too big one I've got on sale at the consignment store. People are cleaning out their wardrobes over here like crazy, possibly because we are nearing the end of the summer season in a few weeks time and they are making room for new purchases.

I feel guilty for all the money I've been spending, but we went a few weeks there were money was so tight that I had to scrimp to buy a coffee.

I know when I'm overshopping, even though we do have the extra cash at the moment because we got our tax money, so I need to put my blinders on for a while.

I did get a new boa/scarf thing from Sportsgirl to wear next weekend on our Valentines date. I will take a picture that night so you guys can see it, and I told mr. ralph that I want a new pair of heels I've been eyeing as my Valentine present. I know it is not very romantic to tell your man exactly what to get you, but it saves him spending money on me, and then me buying them for myself.

I can finally sit down without wincing, but the pain is still pretty bad in my legs. Yesterday I know I looked funny walking because it hurt so bad. I know it is good for me though, so I will probably do them again (sigh) and keep doing them at least 3 times a week (I'm talking squats and lunges here).

We're going to the movies this afternoon and we are actually going to walk there. So, no I can't wear any of my cute shoes, but I will get a workout in on a Saturday and that has been non-existent for a few months now.

I also have purchased a little tackle box thingy to put all my beads and jewelry making stuff in. This week I've made 3 necklaces and 1 pair of earrings. I am really into it. It is not a bad hobby to have since it keeps me from snacking in front of the TV because I have my hands full, and need concentration. But, I also can't watch anything too involved on TV either...

I want to talk about the book I'm reading now, but I don't really know how to compose it yet. You see, at times I'm having an argument in my head with the writers because I'm in complete disagreement, and other times I'm nodding my head saying, "that is so true."

I will need to finish this one I think before I venture into writing about it.

Comments

if it's hurting that bad you probably need to ease off a little in the intensity. you shouldn't suffer after a workout really. tight is good but pain is less good. drink GOBS of water. it will help the muscles recover. that pain suggests little tears in the muscle. keep working out but take it a little easier.

i wish i felt good enough to go shopping for clothes. ugh. by this time in winter i feel like a moocow and don't want to wear anything but sweats.

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