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Baby it is cold outside

I am having a great time in Melbourne, although on Tuesday I awoke with a sneeze and a sore throat. I soon discovered that I have now contracted the Victorian strain of what I only had a few weeks ago at home. Oh well, life does go on.

There is so much to say, but as I am paying by the half hour today, I won't go into it all.

What I've most enjoyed about Melbourne is walking around and going into shops/cafe's that aren't mainstream. I love the grungy ambiance of a lot of it and really enjoy the time I spend by myself just looking around. I'd enjoy this a lot more if it weren't so damn cold and rainy, but Winter cannot be avoided.

I've been doing a crap load of walking and on Tuesday I did a lot of swimming at the St. Kilda Salt Baths. It was a great time! Tomorrow I am using mr. ralph's free swimming pass the university gave him.

I probably won't update again until I am at home. Enjoy your weekend.

Comments

M@rla said…
Salt baths sound great. Have a wonderful time!
Anonymous said…
sounds like a wonderful time. hope your virus doesn't hit too hard. enjoy the pool. i love a good swim but hate all bathing suits ;)
Bec, I owe you a big email and a phone call! Will be in touch soon!

Sounds like Melbourne is your kinda town. It's got class eh?

Beckie
xox
Allan said…
Sounds like Australia is cold. Hard to imagine as her in NY its a sauna. Very impressed with the weight loss.. Good show !!!
Allan said…
G'day. I have the fortune of dealing with a fabulous internist and also my wifes oncologist. Obesity is a loose term. At 6'1", 337 I was very overweight. Right now I am under 250 and I look like a very large US Football player. Keep in mind, I am getting all the nutrition I need, all the protein I need, and almost all the vitamins I need. A little short on a couple, but vitamin pills work. I am completely hydrated, I use the gym daily and at 500 calories a day I am feeling very good. I would stop this if I felt anything but great. As a rule, gastric bypass patients are no different than I am. They have a smaller stomach and can only digest a small amount of food. That is the basis for this and it works.
Thanks for the concern...

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