Shhhh!

I may have mentioned to some of you that I put on 2kg while I was in Sydney. It was fun accumulating that, so I don't want to retract it at all - I would just like to slowly lose it, and a bit.

4kg is my aim. And healthy eating and exercise is my game. Is there any other way? Thing is, I'm having to really push myself - I'm aiming to go to the gym twice a day 3 times a week, and once a day for the other days. So tonight, I am going to the gym in the evening - this is a MAJOR DEAL because usually evening time is devoted to Colin. But not today.

My decision to sacrifice ColinTime for Gym is partly due to Colin's behaviour this morning. He woke me up at 4:30am, which was a whole 40 mins before my alarm was due to go off. Added to my feeling of frustration over this, is the PMT that is slowly but surely brewing inside me. As I'm sure you can imagine, I am now feeling slightly frustrated and am possibly taking it out on NewColleague who won't stop talking.

Seriously - she just doesn't stop. (Slight exaggeration.) It's like she feels the need to comment on absolutely everything. She can't find her mobile phone for a whole 2 seconds so she verbalises it. She doesn't know what time it is and verbalises this in the 3 seconds it takes to pull back her sleeve and look at her watch. You get the picture?

Grrr I'm getting crankier by the minute. My gym session this evening will be much needed - I only did a Body Balance class this morning so I need some more exercise.

Oh, and p.s. I'm slowly beginning to realise that I'm really gonna miss my little Chappers (and Roy - a little). Oh, and I'm sorry! NewColleague has something to say so I'll stop what I'm doing and give her my undivided attention...