<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510</id><updated>2011-04-22T07:45:25.544+10:00</updated><category term='Goals'/><title type='text'>Once more with feeling</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>96</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7459345602461118590</id><published>2007-08-05T18:41:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-08-05T18:49:27.674+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Apologies</title><content type='html'>Sorry, i'm over at my new blog and i've forgotten to tell most of you.  I know that some of you left comments and asked for the new address but I didn't have emails for you or i've had a brain explosion and forgotten to tell you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i've missed you - I apologise - could you please email me (via my profile) and i'll get back to you ASAP with the new blog address.  Alternately if i've commented on your blog with the name of "B" then you can link to my new blog through that profile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks,&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7459345602461118590?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7459345602461118590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7459345602461118590&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7459345602461118590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7459345602461118590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/08/apologies.html' title='Apologies'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8891194172574699186</id><published>2007-07-27T21:35:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T21:40:41.182+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm going to a ball tomorrow night with everyone from work.  All the girls at work have been crash dieting this week to fit into our dresses (yes, me included).  It's been so easy cos I haven't been hungry, i've had a brilliant week and so far have lost a bit under 4kg.  I know it will all go on as soon as I eat normal food but 'Project ball gown' worked.  I've been having shakes for breakfast and lunch, fruit for morning tea, yoghurt for afternoon tea and a WW meal for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to normal healthy eating next week.  No more shakes for me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've re-opened my new blog for those who have the address.  There will be more info on what's going on over there shortly.  My life is just so topsy turvy right now, but i'm getting there, one day at a time.  I think a night out tomorrow, dressing up and a few sherbets will do me the world of good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just have to remember my mantra:  One Champagne, One Water .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8891194172574699186?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8891194172574699186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8891194172574699186&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8891194172574699186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8891194172574699186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-going-to-ball-tomorrow-night-with.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4468477384218035625</id><published>2007-07-21T19:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-21T19:38:42.384+10:00</updated><title type='text'>AWOL</title><content type='html'>I've been AWOL, sorry.  Lot's going on and I have just been being a sad sack really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second blood test showed the levels going down (down to 3 now and was 16 at the start of the week).  The doctor rang me today.  I thought I was okay but after I spoke to her I got all upset again.  Bloody hormones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our new bed got delivered today.  We've chosen the carpet and lino and that should get laid in about three or four weeks.  The house will look nicer once this is all done.  Now I just have to convince my father to come and paint the loungeroom and kitchen for me in preparation for selling the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counselling with dh on Thursday went well and we're both really happy with the outcome.  We've made another appointment for 2 weeks and in the meantime we have 'homework' of having a weekly meeting with forethought about topics we want to discuss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DS is currently watching Dora the Explorer - he loves it.  We went to the video shop and hired it. I also got 'Kenny' and 'Kinky Boots'.  Last night dh brought around Rocky Balboa (cheese plus and totally predictable - with all the flash backs they didn't have to do much filming for the new movie! haha) and some other movie I didn't get time to watch with Robert De Niro and Matt Damon maybe?  Hmmm - obviously I just wasn't interested.  I've been very tired and I now have a dreadful throat/head cold thing.  When I wake up in the morning I can't talk for about an hour til my voice gets warmed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i've done all the washing, swept and hoovered, put the old bed out in the shed and hoovered underneath where the old bed was (dust bunnies plus), put all my clothes away, dusted, put all of DS's toys in the toy room, but haven't cleaned that up yet - it's a poo fight in there, washed the dishes, cleaned up the kitchen, folded a heap of towels and linen and put them in the linen cupboard and this afternoon I had a nanna nap on my new bed.  It's much higher than the old one and I feel like I need a seatbelt - just joking!  But it is higher up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't be bothered cooking dinner so DS and I had Red Rooster (DS calls it Cock the Rooster! hehe).  I will do my groceries tomorrow so that I can have healthy food in the house for next week.  I really need to start eating better and exercising.  The treadmill is just collecting dust at the moment in the loungeroom.  Come on Chris i'm sure you'll have something to say about that!!! hehehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried on the ballgown again today and it's a tighter fit than last week, the scales aren't up at all but I haven't been drinking much water, so i'm trying to fix that now.  I couldn't even get the zip all the way up.  Yikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a look at the DFO on Friday but they didn't have anything that either:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a) my boobs fit into, or&lt;br /&gt;b) was in my price range&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bummer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4468477384218035625?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4468477384218035625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4468477384218035625&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4468477384218035625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4468477384218035625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/awol.html' title='AWOL'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1897937419545837287</id><published>2007-07-17T21:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T21:16:13.267+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Blood test results</title><content type='html'>I need to have another blood test on Friday.  The doctor said the level has gone down but it's not completely back to normal (which I guess would be zero) yet so they want to check it again.&lt;br /&gt;I've been getting some pretty mean cramping this afternoon so i'm hoping that it's just from overeating or something.  I'm still doing the cupboard/fridge stalking thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh is taking DS to daycare tomorrow AND picking him up.  I have a work thing tomorrow night, even though i'm on holidays.  It's a trivia night with one of our clients so it should be fun.  Especially with a few sherberts thrown in for good measure.  I haven't seen anyone from work since I lost the baby so it will probably be more difficult for them than it is for me.  I don't go back to work til next Monday.  I'm not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what to wear.  I would like to look fabulous but that could entail some shopping tomorrow - damn i'm SO upset about that! hehe NOT!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that i'm going to colour my hair tomorrow and maybe curl it in the afternoon.  Do a lot of tidying up (oh ok Chris just a LITTLE bit of tidying up- don't want you yelling at me) and maybe treat myself to something nice at the shops.  All in all should be a good day!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping for sunshine in the morning so that I can sit out the back and paint my toenails!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll notice i've put my flickr badge back on the blog.  I've added the photos from our recent holiday.  It was a beautiful house.  If anyone wants to check out the website.  This place is definitely worth a visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.taylorsbeach.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1897937419545837287?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1897937419545837287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1897937419545837287&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1897937419545837287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1897937419545837287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/blood-test-results.html' title='Blood test results'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-2185022577781769171</id><published>2007-07-17T12:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T12:34:12.973+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive step 1 of 3</title><content type='html'>I went to the movies on my own. This is very brave for me, cos I don't do anything on my own. I hate being alone, it's my worst nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very proud of myself. This proves to me that I can do things on my own and that I don't need someone else to prop me up. I don't even need to tell anyone else about it, except you guys of course - LMAO!!! :0)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw the new Harry Potter movie, it was bloody brilliant. I wouldn't mind seeing it again actually. You always miss heaps the first time you see a movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the psychic, I know a lot of people don't believe in them, but I do. Apart from this one saying Jason and I were soulmates, she was pretty much on the money with everything else that has happened in our lives lately. I'm interested to hear what she has to say, but i'm keeping an open mind and will take everything with a grain of salt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and you'll notice i've updated my weight to it's current crapiness.  I guess it could be a lot worse, i've only put on 2.2 kilos in the last 6 weeks and considering the pregnancy, the miscarriage and all the emotional eating i've been doing i'd say i've been pretty lucky on the weight front. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later blogger buddies .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-2185022577781769171?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/2185022577781769171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=2185022577781769171&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2185022577781769171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2185022577781769171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/positive-step-1-of-3.html' title='Positive step 1 of 3'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-5462955853931904519</id><published>2007-07-17T07:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T07:12:28.098+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Three Steps</title><content type='html'>I got this in an email from &lt;a href="http://taintz.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jadey &lt;/a&gt;yesterday. It gave me a very strong message. I wanted to put it up here for you to read too but also for me to refer back to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Three Steps:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you're headed in a negative direction, getting back on track may seem hopelessly out of reach. Yet by taking just three steps you can completely change your prospects for the better.&lt;br /&gt;Take one positive step, and you'll stop moving backwards. Take a second positive step, and you'll begin moving forward.&lt;br /&gt;Then take the third step in a positive direction, and suddenly you've established real momentum. From that point, each successive positive effort comes more naturally and easily.&lt;br /&gt;No matter how low you may be, at any point you are just three steps away from a whole different outlook. Just three small, positive actions can get you headed solidly in a new, empowering direction.&lt;br /&gt;In addition, taking three positive steps will give you a real sense of commitment. These actions will get you quickly and firmly invested in your own success.&lt;br /&gt;Wherever you are now, you are just three steps away from being well on your way to whatever goal you choose. Now is indeed the best time to act.&lt;br /&gt;-- Ralph Marston&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-5462955853931904519?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/5462955853931904519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=5462955853931904519&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5462955853931904519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5462955853931904519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/three-steps.html' title='Three Steps'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1067356131961415181</id><published>2007-07-16T21:15:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T21:46:41.101+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The bad and the good</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;bad thing number one&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh bought DS a bike, he had to put it together himself.  He didn't.  I did.  No surprises there.  I was trying to put the brakes together and dh said he knew how to do it, so I scoffed and eventually let him try.  The next day the brake line fell off the bike. I have now taken the bike to a bike shop to get fixed.  Fuck knows how much it will cost me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad thing number two:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the doctor today told me I had to take it easy for the next week.  How do I do that?  I have a 3 year old and a filthy house.  There will be no taking it easy.  What do I hear you say - ask dh to help?  ha ha ha ha ha - you are SO funny.  I didn't even bother telling him what the doctor said, he's been so selfish lately he wouldn't care anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad thing number three:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't stop eating.  I was supposed to start being good today and yet every 5 minutes I find myself standing at the fridge or the cupboard looking for something to eat.  I need to stop - NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bad thing number four:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the fish died today, well he wasn't actually dead but he was lying on his side having trouble breathing or gilling or whatever it's called.  I had to dispose of it.  I cried my eyes out.  Thank god DS can't count yet. One down - three to go.  Maybe I should just get rid of the damn fish tank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good thing number one:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DS and I had the best day.  Even though he was at daycare for most of it.  He loved all the new stuff I bought him today.  We had pasta for dinner and he ate all of it without a fight.  I haven't yelled at him once.  He got bathed and into his brand new spiderman jammies with no arguments and much peace in the household.  There is no stress in the house tonight. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh rang up and spoke to DS for a little while and I think DS is finally realising that Daddy doesn't live here anymore.  He was talking about "daddy living in another house".  I'm sure that this will be a better life for him in the long run.  As Dr Phil says:  Better to come from a broken home than to live in one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting to feel a slight positiveness about this whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good thing number two:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to go to the movies tomorrow on my own.  I've NEVER done this before.  I hate doing stuff on my own.  I've made the decision to go to the 9.30am session and i'm not changing my mind for anything.  I can do this.  I'm 40 years old and I don't care what people think anymore.  I'm sure plenty of other people go on their own.  I guess the hardest part will be when something incredible happens in the movie and I want to turn around and share a look of shock or wonder and there will be no-one there to share it with.  I'll let you know how that goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good thing number three:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have booked in to see a psychic tomorrow.  This is the psychic that dh saw a few months ago who told dh that him and I were soul mates (what-EVER!!).  It will be very interesting to hear what her take is on my side of the story.  Obviously I am not telling her my surname or that i'm dh's wife.  I told her my first name but dh saw her ages ago so I don't think she would put two and two together.  Maybe I should have given a fake name?  Yikes I didn't think of that.  Anyway i'll update on how that goes tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;good thing number four:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fish thing, even though I wanted to ring dh and tell him about it or text him and let him know what happened, I didn't.  I was brave and I dealt with it by myself.  I don't need dh in my life to help me with anything and if we do decide to separate permanently (he is currently living elsewhere for three months - 3 weeks of which has passed already) then I need to prove to myself that I can cope on my own.  I know I can do it - i'm a very strong person - I just need to prove it to myself and today was a victory for me.  Albeit a small one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sum up&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So all in all a pretty even day bad/good wise.  Hopefully the days will start turning more positive and less negative.  I didn't have time to get on the treadmill today, but i'm hoping to do that tomorrow afternoon after the psychic visit and before dh comes over to drop DS off from picking him up at daycare. I also want to put a colour in my hair.  I bought dark brown again.  I thought about getting all my hair chopped off but I would regret it, so i'll just colour it instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1067356131961415181?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1067356131961415181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1067356131961415181&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1067356131961415181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1067356131961415181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/bad-and-good.html' title='The bad and the good'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-5582619107872874186</id><published>2007-07-16T14:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T15:40:51.672+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I went to the doctor today. I made the appointment a few weeks ago as I needed to get a referral to my Ob/Gyn. Obviously I don't need that since the miscarriage but I wanted to go and see the doc and make sure everything is ok. She sent me for a blood test to get the HCG level measured and make sure it was going down. If the bleeding doesn't slow down soon or I get any worse pain then I need to go and have an ultrasound, but we're leaving that for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get the results of the blood test tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lady who did my blood test was very obviously pregnant and it made me cry all over again. There are pregnant women everywhere I look. I know it's not any of their fault, but it still makes me sad. I'm sure that's difficult for people who haven't miscarried to understand. The hurt lasts for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I took Kathryn's advice and went and partook (is that a word?? hehe) in some retail therapy. Mostly I bought stuff for the "small and very cute one" but I got myself a red fleecy jacket cos i've been freezing my arse off cos I only have a navy blue fleecy with a hood and it's not always appropriate to wear navy (ie - with black - navy and black are a 'no-go' zone - same as denim and denim). Yes, I'm a representative of the Fashion Police incase anyone was wondering. There's nothing I enjoy more than going to a shopping centre, sitting down with a large skinny cap and checking out the public and what they're wearing for a lazy 30 mins or so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh and I were supposed to go and see the next Harry Potter movie today, but he disappointed me once again (that's been happening a lot in the last few days - long story), so I guess I might go and see it on my own tomorrow. He has his first session of counselling tomorrow on his own and then we have an appointment together on Thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pregnancy changed how I was thinking about our relationship but now that i've lost the baby i've really gone back to how I was thinking before, especially since dh is continually proving that I can't count on him for support and that poor little DS can't count on him either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i'm trying to keep an open mind until after the joint counselling on Thursday, until then I have plenty of housework to keep me busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-5582619107872874186?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/5582619107872874186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=5582619107872874186&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5582619107872874186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5582619107872874186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4644692165934224068</id><published>2007-07-15T21:30:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T21:36:58.250+10:00</updated><title type='text'>More stuff that pisses me off .....</title><content type='html'>More stuff that pisses me off .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who say umb-a-rella - are they Homer Simpsonising - no cos I guess that would make it umba-ma-rella??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People who say 'your' when they mean 'you're' - this one REALLY annoys me.  Example: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;                      Your so funny&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong people, so wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What reminded me of this was a song on the radio - Under my Umb-a-rella - it's SO annoying - I had to turn the radio off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know who sings the song, or why she sings 'umb-a-rella' instead of umbrella - but it shits me to tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other words that people mispronounce that annoy me:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasgetti (spaghetti)&lt;br /&gt;Skellington (skeleton)&lt;br /&gt;Brought (bought) example:  I brought a new shirt at the market today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing that really annoys me is this new text language. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 "&lt;em&gt;U R Gr8.  Do u wanna C me 2moz&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm a bit of a grammar nazi and I just can't cope with the text lingo.  How do you feel about it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4644692165934224068?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4644692165934224068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4644692165934224068&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4644692165934224068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4644692165934224068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/more-stuff-that-pisses-me-off.html' title='More stuff that pisses me off .....'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-9128915467891809348</id><published>2007-07-15T17:48:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T17:57:50.816+10:00</updated><title type='text'>My new kick arse personal trainer</title><content type='html'>My new kick arse personal trainer is me - ( I can't afford a real one) and since I can't get to the gym anymore, this is how i'm going to spend time exercising:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087328720972386226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RpnShJUzj7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/H0TxY9m7z7U/s400/RIMG0228.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have a ball to go to on 28 July and a friend gave me a couple of dresses to try on.  They are both way too small and look disgusting.  I have two weeks to make them look better, much better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Project "Drop a dress size" starts tomorrow.....  I will take before and after shots but i'm not publishing them til I get results!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-9128915467891809348?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/9128915467891809348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=9128915467891809348&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/9128915467891809348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/9128915467891809348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/my-new-kick-arse-personal-trainer.html' title='My new kick arse personal trainer'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RpnShJUzj7I/AAAAAAAAAM4/H0TxY9m7z7U/s72-c/RIMG0228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-6305107367284606708</id><published>2007-07-14T21:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-14T21:19:41.748+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions</title><content type='html'>How do you make life changing decisions in your world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you make a list?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you 'weigh up' the pros and cons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you ask for advice from family and friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you a glass half empty or glass half full person?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have one person in your life who you consult or do you have many?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me all .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-6305107367284606708?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/6305107367284606708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=6305107367284606708&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6305107367284606708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6305107367284606708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/decisions.html' title='Decisions'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7954986049010261583</id><published>2007-07-13T11:55:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T12:10:59.096+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A new day</title><content type='html'>My little DS nearly came to grief in the bathroom last night when the cabinet he was getting the bubble bath out of collapsed on him and all the glass candles and bottles fell and crashed into a million pieces around him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared when it happened. I saw it all in slow motion but I couldn't stop it.  I picked him up and got him out of the way just in time for the cabinet to crash into my shoulder and not get him at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a very lucky little man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My candles and bottles aren't in very good shape though.  The ones that survived (not many) are now on the window ledge from which they cannot fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if I don't have enough do deal with in my life right now.  This is just one more thing to add to the list of things that have pissed me off this week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7954986049010261583?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7954986049010261583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7954986049010261583&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7954986049010261583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7954986049010261583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/new-day.html' title='A new day'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-211626034086568436</id><published>2007-07-12T13:43:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-12T13:55:03.658+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I guess blogging this isn't really the way I want to tell people but for now it's all I can bring myself to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost my baby last night.  Words can't even express how sad i'm feeling right now and 'very sad' sure doesn't cut it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this means that it wasn't meant to be and that it's for the best, believe me, us people who have had miscarriages before know all the lines, but I can't for the life of me work out why - after everything i've been through this year - fate or mother nature or "god" for those of you who believe in that being - would give me such a fantastic gift and then in a few short weeks, or what actually seems like the blink of an eye - take it away and leave me sadder and feeling more alone in this world than I have ever felt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it was only early days and i'm certainly not trying to detract from anyone who has had or is currently going through any other form of miscarriage or still birth or loss of a child.  All children are important in this world and each equally so.  But this is my blog and this is about me, so i'm sharing how i'm feeling right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't think, I can't look to the future, I am numb.  Today I can only grieve and try to block out all the nasty stuff that's happening in my life right now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-211626034086568436?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/211626034086568436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/211626034086568436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-guess-blogging-this-isnt-really-way-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-3528384171533280049</id><published>2007-07-01T10:17:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T10:36:13.014+10:00</updated><title type='text'>The last post</title><content type='html'>So, dh is moving out today.  He's house sitting with a mate of his for about 3 months.  This is good because it means we can work out what we're doing with the house before then.  I'm pretty sure at this stage we'll be selling before Christmas even though dh is saying he doesn't want to do that.  I just don't feel that I can rely on him to pay his share of the bills and mortgage.  He has never been reliable and even though he says he will be now, going on past experience I can't trust anything he says.  This is not just because we're separating but from 10 years of experience and knowing how he thinks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took DS to swimming this morning and dh wanted to start a fight there.  Go figure.  He says &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;being irrational and immature.  PFFFT, whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm starting a new blog as of tomorrow.  I have a new email account with my stock standard return to the name I was born with (again).  I'm sure the people at the RTA are going to think i'm mental. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will keep checking the email I have now for a little while so that you guys can email me and i'll give you details of the new blog and email.  If I have commented on your blogs today then you can link to the new blog and email from my comments (if it's the one without the photo).  I'm going to take a new profile photo for my new blog.  I haven't made an entry yet, i'm just setting it up ready to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The focus of the new blog probably won't be weightloss.  It will be about the trials and tribulations of my life, which will include many and varied topics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a sad day today, especially for little DS as he really has no idea of what is happening.  I am excited about my new life and can't wait to get organised and into a routine.  Although in saying that DS and I are off on holidays this Friday for a week.  DH and I had booked a three bedroom waterfront mansion at Port Stephens for a week, we haven't had a holiday for ages and we were really looking forward to it.  Now DS and I are going on our own.  Then the weekend after that we have Christmas in July in the Blue Mountains with my Mum, her partner, my brother, his wife and their children.  So we're pretty busy for the next couple of weeks anyway and all of this should keep our mind off the changes, hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to go and see the Family Assistance Office about a reduction in childcare and all the other "single mother" benefits.  I think unfortunately that i'm probably just outside the dollar figure of getting any assistance whatsoever so it's probably going to be a waste of time, but I may aswell see what they say. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight is staying the same at the moment, i'm not too worried about it.  Once we're into a better routine i'll start counting points again and get on that treadmill and work off some of this excess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DS and I will be doing lots of walking on the beach while we're away, I might even take my pedometer if I can find it and make sure I do 10,000 steps a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, that's it for now.  I probably won't get much of a chance to use the new blog until I get back from holidays (16th of July) so ..... until then .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye and thanks for all the fish .....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-3528384171533280049?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/3528384171533280049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=3528384171533280049&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3528384171533280049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3528384171533280049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/07/last-post.html' title='The last post'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-3680024804842593975</id><published>2007-06-29T15:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T15:07:35.971+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Question</title><content type='html'>I feel like spoiling myself and doing something just for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The options are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Get a tattoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Cut my hair off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Have my belly button re-pierced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which option would you choose, and why?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-3680024804842593975?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/3680024804842593975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=3680024804842593975&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3680024804842593975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3680024804842593975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/06/question.html' title='Question'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1342539639967025248</id><published>2007-06-29T15:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-29T15:06:14.561+10:00</updated><title type='text'>There was never any doubt in my mind!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.stupidtester.com/ref.html"&gt;&lt;img alt="StupidTester.com says I'm 2% Stupid! How stupid are you? Click Here!" src="http://www.stupidtester.com/badge/32e2a86b8ca0f65c.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1342539639967025248?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1342539639967025248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1342539639967025248&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1342539639967025248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1342539639967025248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/06/there-was-never-any-doubt-in-my-mind.html' title='There was never any doubt in my mind!!'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-20292207920881270</id><published>2007-06-23T11:31:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T11:50:09.527+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>DH isn't moving yet.  We need to make some decisions about what we're doing with the house.  We're going to try and keep it, it may mean that he pays half of the mortgage but I have to pay half of his rent.  Anyway,  that option is cheaper than me paying the whole mortgage and it means I don't have to move.  Then in a few years when we have some equity in the house we can split the profits or whatever.   We haven't really worked out the nitty gritty details yet.  I am still really busy at work and DH and I haven't had time to sit down and properly nut it all out.  Right now we're just living in separate rooms but everything else is pretty much staying the same. &lt;br /&gt;On the weight front I have maintained my lowest weight this year and weighed in this morning at 75.8.  I can't believe after three weeks of not going to the gym and eating crap for every meal that I have actually maintained my lowest 2007 weight.  Maybe it's the stress, maybe it's all the running up and down stairs I do at work.  Maybe it's the fact that I don't have time to eat much (but when I do eat it's takeaway).  I have started taking WW meals to work again so that I don't get tempted by the takeaway orders everyone else is putting in.  I felt very righteous on Friday eating my canneloni when everyone else was having chicken schnitzel burgers with cheese bacon and sour cream!!  I did have one Tim Tam though. &lt;br /&gt;My Mum gave me a walking machine so I really want to set that up and start using it.  I can't get to the gym at all (I have put my membership on hold but will try and cancel it next month) so I need to have something I can do at home now. &lt;br /&gt;I don't think i'm going to make my goal of being in the 60's by the end of July but I should hopefully have conquered my 74.9 goal and well on my way to 72 kilos which will be 25 kilos lost, which is my next goal. &lt;br /&gt;I'm not working this weekend and DH is going to a mate's house tonight, so DS and I have all weekend to ourselves.  I really need to tidy the house up but i'm just feeling very drained and lazy, maybe i'll get into it tomorrow.  Right now i'm still in my jammies just enjoying some time with DS (well not RIGHT now, cos RIGHT now i'm on the computer, but you know what I mean!!).&lt;br /&gt;I need to venture out to the shops later to get some groceries cos i've got the Old Mother Hubbard thing going on in there.&lt;br /&gt;At least the rain has eased up, maybe my swamp of a garden will get a chance to dry out soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-20292207920881270?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/20292207920881270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=20292207920881270&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/20292207920881270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/20292207920881270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/06/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-3954291141522076436</id><published>2007-06-16T14:28:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T14:42:26.315+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A tough post</title><content type='html'>This is a tough post to write.  Work has been very difficult for over a week now, claims are coming in like there's no tomorrow.  We had more claims come in last week than we normally get in a year.  I'm working very long hours, i'm stressed, tired and worn out.  I gave myself a day off today because if I didn't I would be going into meltdown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apart from the nightmare i'm having at work dh and I have decided to separate.  This is not a decision I have made lightly and long term readers of my blog will know that things have been far from perfect for a long time.  He will be gone by tomorrow, i'm not sure where he's going or even what i'll be doing - I have so much on my plate right now and this is really bad timing, but in saying that I have thought about this from every angle and I have thought long and hard about the implications and have come to the conclusion that the only person that I can rely on is me, and that's how it has to be.  I can give my son a good life - I get paid fairly well for what I do - although a payrise wouldn't go astray - and I won't stop dh from seeing DS but I don't know what i'll do when he's not around, my child is the absolute love of my life and I will be very lost without him.  I'm hoping that won't happen too often as dh works most weekends and isn't able to travel all the way to the daycare that DS goes to everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dh wants shared care but i'm not happy about that, I don't want to fight with him, I guess I just want him to agree to doing everything my way, which I realise is selfish but that's just how i'm feeling right now.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't be blogging for a while, I may even start a new blog for my new life as a single parent.  Who knows.  I haven't been commenting on or reading your blogs as when I get home I have to sort out my gorgeous little ds and i'm way too tired to get on the computer and I have no spare time at work right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's whats happening right now.  As sad as it is, I think a new chapter in my life has just begun and i'm feeling eerily relieved.  Like a weight has lifted off my shoulders.  I've given dh so many chances in the past and he's really blown it this time.  I can't go around the same track again, I have to change direction and look after myself and my beautiful son. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm scared, i'm lonely and i'm very sad, but I have hope for the future and a happier life for all of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-3954291141522076436?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/3954291141522076436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=3954291141522076436&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3954291141522076436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3954291141522076436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/06/tough-post.html' title='A tough post'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-5638499771595156228</id><published>2007-06-10T22:36:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T22:51:29.051+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A quickie</title><content type='html'>Off to bed, just got home from work.  We are having horrific storms at the moment.  Click &lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/news/newsitems/200706/s1946783.htm"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;for info.  Worked 9am til midnight on Friday, 7am til 9pm on Saturday, 6,30am til 8pm tonight.  Shipped little DS off to Nanna's (2 hours north of here) so that I could go to work plus we have had no power for 3 days (it's back on just now). Just as well cos I was out of clean clothes and I was considering wearing a ball gown to work tomorrow cos it was just about all I had left in the cupboard (just kidding, sort of...... haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who don't know I work in the Insurance Industry for a firm of Loss Adjusters so we're very very busy and it doesn't look like easing up anytime soon, actually it will probably get a LOT worse before it gets better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needless to say my eating has been crap (whatever the bosses wife brings in for us to eat at the office) plus i've been having a couple of drinks every night to relax, plus no time for exercise.  Hopefully i'll get back to the gym in about a week or so, everything crossed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the meantime, i'm gobsmacked that we have so much water going to waste when there are people out there who really could do with all this rain.  In one suburb west of here there was 10 inches of rain in ONE night?!?!?! WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our dams (Grahamstown Dam) has risen by half a metre, most dams and rivers are full to overflowing.  Seems so sad when there are people out there who would give anything for a drop of rain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This Newcastle storm has been declared a natural disaster and the worst storm in 100 years, some are saving "ever".  There are many people who have had to leave their homes.  The worst story I have heard so far is a family in my suburb who have a two storey home.  They had to be rescued by BOAT and to get into the boat they had to walk off their first storey balcony into the water - that's how much water is around at the moment.  Ridiculous huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus there is a coal loader ship which has come adrift from its anchor and been grounded on Nobbys beach - right on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More links &lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/news/newsitems/200706/s1947138.htm"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/jufemaiz/535866232/"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://news.google.com.au/news?q=newcastle+storm&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;cr=countryAU&amp;um=1&amp;amp;sa=X&amp;oi=news&amp;amp;ct=title"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will blog again when I can.  In the meantime I will spare a thought for people who have lost their lives and their homes in this awful time and remember just how lucky I am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-5638499771595156228?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/5638499771595156228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=5638499771595156228&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5638499771595156228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5638499771595156228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/06/quickie.html' title='A quickie'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-9080716055488298715</id><published>2007-06-04T10:37:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T10:57:32.682+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick</title><content type='html'>DS and I have a very very bad stomach virus/bug thing.  We are so very sick.  We've had no sleep and are continually running to the loo.  I doubt there will be any weight loss this week, I can't even keep water down.  Actually i'm too scared to even have a drink of water.  &lt;br /&gt;No gym either. &lt;br /&gt;Bummer, just when I was doing so well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-9080716055488298715?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/9080716055488298715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=9080716055488298715&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/9080716055488298715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/9080716055488298715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/06/sick.html' title='Sick'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4373319599940857056</id><published>2007-06-02T20:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-06-02T20:59:37.707+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Speaks for itself really ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Today's weight:  75.9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4373319599940857056?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4373319599940857056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4373319599940857056&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4373319599940857056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4373319599940857056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/06/speaks-for-itself-really.html' title='Speaks for itself really ...'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4798392468047016390</id><published>2007-05-29T07:26:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T07:31:38.857+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Woohoo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RltJI0bqB_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/B86j1XIigZo/s1600-h/nosmoking"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069726221398050802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RltJI0bqB_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/B86j1XIigZo/s400/nosmoking" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4 months of no smoking.  Go me.  I'm exstatic about that, even though i'm a little unhappy about other areas of my life.  Now I need to work on the other areas.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday I had an improvised diet day.  I had cereal for breakfast and forgot to take my lunch to work.  We had a lunchtime meeting so I had 3/4 of a turkish bread with fetta, spinach and pumpkin.  For dinner we had KFC.  OOPS!!!!  I didn't have any snacks or fruit and I only had about 600ml of water.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really need to get back on track but i'm just so tired.  I have no energy whatsoever.  DS is waking up every night coughing and he's got a very bad cold.  DH has a bad cold too and is snoring more than normal.  I'm still going to the gym every day but it's hard to eat properly when you're tired.  I really need to make the effort though cos I don't want all this hard work going to waste.  I will do the groceries tonight.  In the meantime i'm doing the best that I can.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4798392468047016390?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4798392468047016390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4798392468047016390&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4798392468047016390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4798392468047016390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/woohoo.html' title='Woohoo'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RltJI0bqB_I/AAAAAAAAAMk/B86j1XIigZo/s72-c/nosmoking' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-5192735063594692385</id><published>2007-05-27T17:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T18:01:01.313+10:00</updated><title type='text'>yikes</title><content type='html'>Really bad day today, my eating has been shite and all over the place (even had hot chips for lunch) -SO stupid.  I'm making a lamb roast (healthy version) for dinner and back onto the diet tomorrow.  I went and visited my best friend today.  She had a baby 9 weeks ago and i've only seen her once for 10 mins in the hospital.  I realise how much I miss her and even though we're both very busy I really need to make more of an effort to go and see her. &lt;br /&gt;I may be getting TOM again (this will be the third time in 4 weeks) as i'm feeling very emotional and could just burst into tears at any second. &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tomorrow will be a MUCH better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-5192735063594692385?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/5192735063594692385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=5192735063594692385&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5192735063594692385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5192735063594692385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/yikes.html' title='yikes'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-277722277276656065</id><published>2007-05-26T08:34:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T08:38:02.528+10:00</updated><title type='text'>I love Saturdays.</title><content type='html'>Weight today 76.8 - so back to the same as last week.  This diet has us on 1600 cals a day so they said to expect a gain or a stay the same on this level of calories.  So the next 4 weeks should show losses of 0.5 to 1kg a week.  My goal was to get back to 74.9 during this challenge so I have 1.9 to go and we have another 4 weeks, this means a loss of 500gm a week and I can make it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should probably stop drinking the Cosmopolitans!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-277722277276656065?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/277722277276656065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=277722277276656065&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/277722277276656065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/277722277276656065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-love-saturdays.html' title='I love Saturdays.'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8267910686090186270</id><published>2007-05-25T18:42:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-25T18:52:22.379+10:00</updated><title type='text'>TFIF</title><content type='html'>My week: &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday &lt;/strong&gt;- severe case of Mondayitis. Weight up from eating so much - they said this would happen. Crap day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;- appointment with the D&amp;A counsellor (for DH) - then went to Spotlight and bought some wool. Good day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wednesday&lt;/strong&gt; - had to go and set up a typist who is going to do work for us from home. Long day. Started off miserably when an officer of the constabulary pulled me aside for exceeding the speed limit. D'oh!! - shit day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Thursday&lt;/strong&gt; - Had to chase outstanding accounts. Spent half a day at the damn fax machine. Hate that. Another crap day. Bonus was that I got to buy myself a new toy. See if you can spot the difference in the photos below:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlaitkbqB8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/iG1Ph-Tv3aY/s1600-h/RIMG0123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068417334409562050" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlaitkbqB8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/iG1Ph-Tv3aY/s200/RIMG0123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Rlai7EbqB9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/enVWQ2RHChk/s1600-h/RIMG0124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068417566337796050" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Rlai7EbqB9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/enVWQ2RHChk/s200/RIMG0124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Friday&lt;/strong&gt;: Had to do updates for Brokers on all our files. Haven't done this for about six months and it was a huge task but I got it just about finished and i'm very proud of myself. Now i'm rewarding myself with a few of these:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068418270712432610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlajkEbqB-I/AAAAAAAAAMc/8tLtbfN-mdU/s400/RIMG0126.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;All in all a pretty good day!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8267910686090186270?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8267910686090186270/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8267910686090186270&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8267910686090186270'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8267910686090186270'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/tfif.html' title='TFIF'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlaitkbqB8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/iG1Ph-Tv3aY/s72-c/RIMG0123.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4026428644303022822</id><published>2007-05-21T16:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T18:48:35.875+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, a quick update - we went to Sydney and met Chris and Stew - brilliant people. So friendly, and obviously happy to meet strange people!! It was a joy to spend time with them and we wished that we could have stayed longer. We hope that when they come back they will come and stay with us and we'll be able to get to know them even better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The kids are lovely and very open to visitors too. Griffin and Brylee ended up using Jason as a human trampoline and they loved it. They were laughing there little heads off. Very very cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Griffen gave me two of his much loved Spiderman stickers and even gave me a drawing to bring home and pin on the fridge. I will post some photos when I get home tonight. I have so much to do and so little time at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CKK arrived just as we were about to leave which was sad, cos I would have loved to have stayed and had a longer chat with Chris and gotten to know CKK in person aswell. We will have to organise a Sydney Bloggers Meet so that we can catch up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066928385212155778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlFYhUbqB4I/AAAAAAAAALs/HO64Ktdw1UI/s400/RIMG0100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a semi-naughty day of eating yesterday but i'm back on track now. I went shopping with my Mum on Saturday and she bought me some new shoes (pictures to follow also) and then we went to Ikea yesterday (I love that place) and I bought some new cocktail glasses and made Cosmopolitans last night - yummo. They were a bit strong so I only had two but very very yummy!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlFZCUbqB5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/UFac--sMXtc/s1600-h/RIMG0122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066928952147838866" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlFZCUbqB5I/AAAAAAAAAL0/UFac--sMXtc/s320/RIMG0122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlFZYkbqB6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/kV_M1ADX4bU/s1600-h/RIMG0109.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066929334399928226" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlFZYkbqB6I/AAAAAAAAAL8/kV_M1ADX4bU/s320/RIMG0109.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I didn't take any photos of Sydney cos we didn't quite make it to anywhere that was photo-worthy. I promise i'll take some next time I visit (in about a month) and post them for you all to look at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gym this morning and I really struggled. I didn't sleep very well at Mums so I think i'm just tired. Have had TOM twice in three weeks though and that may have something to do with it. Not sure what's going on there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a photo of the small and very cute one, and the big one who is shrinking, at the park near my Mums house.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066932894927816626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlFcn0bqB7I/AAAAAAAAAME/hF5fdJD2V9Y/s400/RIMG0107.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4026428644303022822?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4026428644303022822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4026428644303022822&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4026428644303022822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4026428644303022822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RlFYhUbqB4I/AAAAAAAAALs/HO64Ktdw1UI/s72-c/RIMG0100.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8625449736134081186</id><published>2007-05-19T08:05:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-21T10:56:34.247+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Sydney</title><content type='html'>I'm off to Sydney today. We are going to stay with my Mum but as a huge bonus i'm meeting &lt;a href="http://diet-coke-rocks.blogspot.com/"&gt;Chris &lt;/a&gt;this afternoon. She is a cack, I love her honesty and 'no BS' style and she is an amazing lady who has kicked arse at this weight loss thing and has such a busy life. She proves that you can be busy as hell and still go to the gym and spend some time on yourself aswell.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to meet her. I spoke to her on the phone last night and got a shock cos I forgot she would have an accent. I'm such a Chazza sometimes!! LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and on that note I must go and pack the camera, i'd hate to forget it. I will take some photos of Sydney for my overseas readers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weight this morning 76.8kg (168 pounds). That's a loss of 0.4 (nearly a pound) this week and 4.5 (10 pounds) in two weeks (start of the 6 week challenge). &lt;strong&gt;Very&lt;/strong&gt; happy Jan!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8625449736134081186?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8625449736134081186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8625449736134081186&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8625449736134081186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8625449736134081186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/sydney.html' title='Sydney'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-543013560536925658</id><published>2007-05-15T12:38:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T12:50:17.697+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Update on the new eating plan.....</title><content type='html'>With this "6 week solution" diet we have a meeting every Monday night, i'm not learning anything new except that the lady running the show isn't able to answer many of the questions brought up by the group.  We paid $99 for this so I would have thought they would be a bit more knowledgeable!!  I already had the book so I could have done this on my own really, but I thought they would help us with more than "I don't know" answers.  Anyway, I digress (no surprises there really!!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week we have gone up to 1600 cals a day (last week was 1200 cals a day) and so they've told us to excpect a weight gain......  bummer ..... just when I was doing so well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once again i'm feeling like this is too much food for me.  I'll show you what i'm eating for an example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breakfast&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 x multigrain toast&lt;br /&gt;2 tbspns grated mozerella&lt;br /&gt;85 g ham&lt;br /&gt;1 cup skim milk&lt;br /&gt;1 x 200g diet yoghurt&lt;br /&gt;4 x strawberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Morning tea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup grated carrot&lt;br /&gt;95g tin tuna (I had salmon cos I hate tuna, but I did eat it last week *gag*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lunch&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 cups mixed greens&lt;br /&gt;175 g ham&lt;br /&gt;2 cooked egg whites&lt;br /&gt;1 tbspn skim milk fetta&lt;br /&gt;free salad dressing&lt;br /&gt;1 cup capsicum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Afternoon tea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup cottage cheese&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup rockmelon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dinner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;150g diet mince&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup canned tomato&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup kidney beans&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup grated carrot&lt;br /&gt;1 small onion&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup wholemeal pasta cooked&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This food really really fills you up.  I guess cos it's a lot of protein.  I have only just finished my morning tea so I probably won't be eating my lunch until 3pm and then I have to fit in afternoon tea AND dinner!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i'm not snacking when I get home in the afternoons this way, cos I usually have afternoon tea just before I go home, or sometimes when I get home.   It's just such a struggle to eat all this food - and I thought I was a pig who could eat anything! LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-543013560536925658?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/543013560536925658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=543013560536925658&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/543013560536925658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/543013560536925658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/update-on-new-eating-plan.html' title='Update on the new eating plan.....'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4935853321279085215</id><published>2007-05-13T17:06:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T17:44:32.212+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers Day</title><content type='html'>Happy Mothers Day to all the Mums out there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been especially good today and even though I haven't exercised today, my eating has been perfect so far.  Although there is a Curly Wurly in the fridge that i've been saving for Mothers Day but I don't feel like it and I think I might get through today without touching it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I had a small indulgence though, a couple of glasses of the low joule champagne and half a McFlurry.  Not too bad, could have been way worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning on the scales I was 77.4 so that low number is hanging around (not that i'm asking it to go away unless it wants to be replaced with an even lower number of course! haha).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have to weigh in tomorrow at the gym so we'll see what kind of result I get there.  Last time I weighed in there I was 79 so they didn't record that huge spike I had to 81.3 last week, pity cos I could have blitzed the damn competition for the first week with such a humungous loss!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything crossed that Bodie and TJ get voted out of the BB house tonight, i'm so over their immaturity and ridiculousness.  Did you know that they had sex in the house???  Dirty little things!!  I just found out today from reading some BB blogs/forums etc.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4935853321279085215?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4935853321279085215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4935853321279085215&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4935853321279085215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4935853321279085215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers Day'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7202197864959633508</id><published>2007-05-12T08:33:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T08:39:03.970+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Freaky alien scales.</title><content type='html'>Ok so on Monday morning (remember TOM was here) I was 81.3 on the scales - if you're not sitting down you better do so - this morning I was 77.2.  Yep, 77.2 .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;81.3 - &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77.2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; 4.1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think my scales are playing a trick on me.  Nobody loses 4 kilos in five days - do they?&lt;br /&gt;Either that or this is the best damned diet i've ever been on in my whole entire life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7202197864959633508?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7202197864959633508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7202197864959633508&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7202197864959633508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7202197864959633508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/freaky-alien-scales.html' title='Freaky alien scales.'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7692901252828792078</id><published>2007-05-09T10:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-09T12:01:26.437+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Pink Rocks and I heart her !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RkEp-brPbOI/AAAAAAAAALk/L6FEHU1MDQs/s1600-h/IMG_0596_4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5062373608698899682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RkEp-brPbOI/AAAAAAAAALk/L6FEHU1MDQs/s400/IMG_0596_4.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pink was awesome. If you have the chance to go and see her, make sure you go, she is an amazing, gorgeous, brilliant singer and is vibrant, funny and an honest person who stands up for what she believes in. I would definitely recommend that you go and see her if you can.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;If I could afford it I would be going again tonight &lt;strong&gt;and&lt;/strong&gt; on the 21st when she comes back. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She has the most awesome body - it made me work harder at the gym this morning!!  Not that I will EVER EVER look that good.  The costume changes were fabulous, she wears such great stuff and definitely has the body for it. She is HOT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the real world. This diet is going really well, it's a lot of protein and I am not feeling hungry on it. Infact, i'm struggling to eat everything on the list. Fingers crossed for a big lose this week, I will admit now that on Monday morning when I got on the scales I nearly died. I did have TOM with a vengeance and I think I hadn't had much water all weekend but the scales said 81.3 - WTF?????????? Awful, awful, awful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This morning they said 78.4 - so thank god a bit more realistic and even showing a loss already. I have a monster headache and i'm sure that's caffeine withdrawal, not allowed any coffee, coke zero or diet coke on this diet - water or tea is it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm currently eating my snack for the morning - 2 stalks of celery, 1 tblsp sultanas and 2 tblsp of 5% philly cheese.  I thought it would be awful but it's actually quite nice.  I'm not a fan of raw celery but it's crunchy and apparently negative calories and that has to be a good thing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later dudes ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7692901252828792078?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7692901252828792078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7692901252828792078&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7692901252828792078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7692901252828792078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/pink-rocks-and-i-heart-her.html' title='Pink Rocks and I heart her !!!'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RkEp-brPbOI/AAAAAAAAALk/L6FEHU1MDQs/s72-c/IMG_0596_4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8179324700577289348</id><published>2007-05-05T16:52:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T17:07:02.801+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OK a few things to tell you. Firstly, i'm sick (again/still) of being fat. I went to the gym 5 times last week - FIVE TIMES - can you believe it? I'm so proud of myself. I just wish my weight would move, more on that soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I promised pictures, I love seeing other people's - so here's a few for you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The cane storage shelf thingies I bought ages ago for a bargain, to store things, of course there's nothing in them yet, but they look good!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060967002614492274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjwqrLrPbHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QWyTB32A5T0/s400/RIMG0066.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Next, my poor kitchen floor with no lino on it, and no kickboards. This will be fixed shortly, we're also getting new carpet, I can't wait. I don't like the dodgy grey "rental quality" carpet that we have now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060967591025011842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjwrNbrPbII/AAAAAAAAAK0/m2UGHm0i9IA/s400/RIMG0069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The bathroom cupboard that DS and I made together. This house doesn't have much storage and I think it looks pretty neat. Please, no comments about my filthy shower, i'm cleaning it tomorrow!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060967999046904978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjwrlLrPbJI/AAAAAAAAAK8/iip5eobqDGo/s400/RIMG0068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My little DS, asleep in his cousin's bed (they are visiting just now). It seems i'm always putting pics on here of him sleeping. I had a request for a picture of him throwing a tantrum - i'll see what I can do!! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060968531622849698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjwsELrPbKI/AAAAAAAAALE/m5oSQfUUeCc/s400/RIMG0067.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally, this is what the scales are saying at the moment. Hopefully by the end of this week, after i've been on Phase I of the "super six week solution" diet - i'll have a number which is lower!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060968819385658546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjwsU7rPbLI/AAAAAAAAALM/KuPcJ0d8eaE/s400/weight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;That's about it for now, I'm going to cook a lamb roast for my sister, her husband and her two gorgeous little kiddie winkles (DS's cousins).  I will try and get some more photos and update tomorrow, which I will call "the heaviest day" cos it's all downhill from here!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8179324700577289348?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8179324700577289348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8179324700577289348&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8179324700577289348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8179324700577289348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/05/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjwqrLrPbHI/AAAAAAAAAKs/QWyTB32A5T0/s72-c/RIMG0066.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4259343189301924170</id><published>2007-04-30T13:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T09:42:43.497+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Who's a lucky girl then?????</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Guess who else i'm going to see????? NEXT WEEK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;PINK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059057567528873058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjViDbrPbGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/3RYH14ZXXyU/s400/pink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4259343189301924170?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4259343189301924170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4259343189301924170&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4259343189301924170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4259343189301924170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/whos-lucky-girl-then.html' title='Who&apos;s a lucky girl then?????'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjViDbrPbGI/AAAAAAAAAKk/3RYH14ZXXyU/s72-c/pink.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-860201153676747855</id><published>2007-04-29T15:08:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T15:33:49.223+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week with no weight loss.</title><content type='html'>Not sure what i'm doing wrong. Well, actually I kind of know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I "only" went to the gym three times last week. Not so long ago going to the gym three times in one week would have been an outstanding effort, now i'm upset with myself cos I wussed out on Thurday with a sore throat and sinus (it was pretty bad) and I couldn't be bothered dragging my sorry arse out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight is the same as it was at my first official Curves weigh in (79). It goes down and nearly gets to 78 neat and then jumps back up again. I'm not sure why, except that i'm struggling to drink water at the moment (oh okay and my eating has slipped a bit).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to pull my finger out and get skinnier otherwise somebody in blog land is getting my Gwen Stefani ticket!!! (** see disclaimer below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today is &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THREE MONTHS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; since I gave up smoking. Who would have thunk it! It's been quite easy this time. I guess cos I really wanted to, so even if I haven't lost any weight yet (but I will) i'm pretty happy with maintaining while all that has been going on. Yay me (* gives self pat on back *).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, some recent photos, for those who are interested:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've been building block cities. I build one every night (sometimes DH does it) and DS knocks it down on the morning. He loves it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058714356692249666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjQp57rPbEI/AAAAAAAAAKU/duzzQnozHfA/s400/RIMG0041.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;This is my little ray of sunshine at a Maccas Birthday party today (about 10 minutes before he cracked the shits and I had to drag his scrawny little butt out of there and take him home, cos he decided to have a tantrum). He looks so angelic but believe me, it's all a put on!! If I had an extra hand I would have taken a photo of him when I was trying to force him into his car seat.  He was doing that stiff body thing that 2 year olds love to do so much, whilst trying to scratch my eyes out and kick every part of my body at once.  That would have been a good photo for his 21st album!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058715490563615826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjQq77rPbFI/AAAAAAAAAKc/SC3C0vrsLvE/s400/RIMG0050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyhoo, at Curves they have what they call a "6 week solution" programme which is about weight loss. It starts on Monday 7th and goes for 7 weeks (I know that doesn't make sense but who am I to question their intelligence!!).  The first night is an information session. It costs $99 over and above what I already pay but it's cheaper than WW. I just feel like I need some supervision at the moment and any help is good help. In the brochure it says "&lt;em&gt;you'll learn a safe and effective weight management programme for life".&lt;/em&gt; They track my progress weekly and give me a personal chart. It can't hurt I guess. I always apply WW points principals to meals anyway and although i'm not eating too much of the wrong thing I could do with some strict guidelines for a while to kick start my weight loss again.  Oh and i've been having issues with portion sizes lately too, going to the gym just makes me so hungry.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Has anyone out there done this programme?  I would love to hear your thoughts.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The only other news from my world is that we had a bit of drama at home recently. I came home from work a few weeks ago and the house was flooded. We put in a claim and we are lucky enough to be getting some of the damaged contents replaced. Thank goodness for Insurance. I don't understand why some people just don't bother with it. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay, I had better go and tidy up a bit. Hope you're all having a great week. Hopefully my good work at the gym will pay off soon and a whole heap of weight will drop off me!! I'm so sick of feeling fat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;** I probably won't really give away my ticket, but i'm trying to trick myself into losing weight so that I don't have to!! hahaha&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-860201153676747855?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/860201153676747855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=860201153676747855&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/860201153676747855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/860201153676747855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/another-week-with-no-weight-loss.html' title='Another week with no weight loss.'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RjQp57rPbEI/AAAAAAAAAKU/duzzQnozHfA/s72-c/RIMG0041.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8105991401123217782</id><published>2007-04-29T15:04:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T15:07:41.418+10:00</updated><title type='text'>No surprises here really ... (thanks Wanna)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;You Are 80% Control Freak&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#dddddd"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/areyouacontrolfreakquiz/control-4.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You are a pretty major control freak, though you may not know it.While your confidence is inspiring, your bossy ways tend to scare people off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="&lt;a"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You A Control Freak?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8105991401123217782?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8105991401123217782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8105991401123217782&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8105991401123217782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8105991401123217782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/no-surprises-here-really-thanks-wanna.html' title='No surprises here really ... (thanks Wanna)'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4228539696365367601</id><published>2007-04-27T11:47:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T12:00:04.364+10:00</updated><title type='text'>At last.....</title><content type='html'>I have my home computer back up and running again.  Look out cos that means i'll be checking up on you all over the coming week!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4228539696365367601?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4228539696365367601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4228539696365367601&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4228539696365367601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4228539696365367601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/at-last.html' title='At last.....'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4336956878027985711</id><published>2007-04-21T18:19:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T18:23:27.501+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Ta Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RinJpN33w6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/mwNanY3gVhg/s1600-h/polar-f11-blue-glow.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055793766635914146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RinJpN33w6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/mwNanY3gVhg/s400/polar-f11-blue-glow.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Polar F11 - not much change from $300 so it better be worth it.  I think i'll have to get a pilot's licence to figure out how to work the damn thing.  If anybody out there knows stuff about them, please help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4336956878027985711?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4336956878027985711/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4336956878027985711&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4336956878027985711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4336956878027985711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/ta-daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.html' title='Ta Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RinJpN33w6I/AAAAAAAAAKM/mwNanY3gVhg/s72-c/polar-f11-blue-glow.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-3236049009586243020</id><published>2007-04-19T10:23:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-19T10:29:58.160+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Nearly there</title><content type='html'>We're nearly at the end of another week, the time is just flying by so quickly - maybe it's cos i'm over the hill now, but it feels like it was just Christmas a couple of weeks ago and now it's nearly May!!  WTF??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to the gym 4 times this week already and i'm going again tomorrow.  I'll leave weekends for housework and shopping at this stage, although DH is off this weekend so I could go on Saturday morning, it's tempting.  I'll see what time I wake up.  We're going on a family shopping expedition on Saturday.  I want to get a Heart rate monitor/watch thing.  Any suggestions?  We have some Westfield vouchers to use and I think there's a large sports store at the Westfield on the Central Coast so I might have a look there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating has been good except for avoiding the lollie jar at work, i'm not having much luck with it this week.  I am only  having 2 or 3 lollies a day but they all add up.  I'm going to try not to have any today.  It's my own fault cos i'm the one who bought the lollies to go in the jar. Durr!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight is steadily decreasing on the scales so i'm very thankful for that, I really thought I was going back up into the 80's there for a little while.  Yikes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a 'pat on the back' note - I have been thinking for a while that I really should go and have a 'grease and oil change' at the doctors.  There was a discussion about this on Mary's blog a while ago and i've been feeling guilty ever since then, so I finally went and did it yesterday.  Yay me.  It was nowhere near as bad as I remembered, although I haven't had one since my six week check-up after having DS so it's been a while! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, back to work now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-3236049009586243020?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/3236049009586243020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=3236049009586243020&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3236049009586243020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3236049009586243020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/nearly-there.html' title='Nearly there'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8932712807323662430</id><published>2007-04-16T13:49:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T13:54:43.973+10:00</updated><title type='text'>New week</title><content type='html'>New week = new attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not saying my attitude was bad last week but I had a few days where I didn't care what I ate, so I have to keep an eye on that.  Back to tracking &lt;a href="http://www.brionystracking.blogspot.com"&gt;here &lt;/a&gt;and i'm trying to drink 3 litres of water a day.  I had no trouble with this on Sat/Sun but i'm struggling today, although looking at my bottle i've had nearly half already so i'm actually doing better than I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food has been great today so far.  I bought a $20 fruit and veg box from a guy who comes around every week so we have enough fresh F&amp;V for the week and we have a few things in the freezer I need to use up so I probably won't have to do groceries until the end of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scales are still being stubborn and have only come down a little (this morning's weight 78.8kg) after being 79.8 last week.  Here's hoping the weight starts falling off me soon, especially if I do 4 x gym this week and track everything I eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8932712807323662430?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8932712807323662430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8932712807323662430&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8932712807323662430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8932712807323662430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-week.html' title='New week'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-3343618846981250775</id><published>2007-04-13T09:56:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-13T10:57:22.771+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Official weigh in No 1.</title><content type='html'>I had my first official weigh in and measurements at the gym this morning. I guess that means i've been a member for a month, wow that went quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Results&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Body fat has reduced by 2.5%&lt;br /&gt;Measurements have decreased by 6cm overall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i've gained a kilo (on their scales as well) but they are saying that most people gain weight in their first month of going to the gym because you're gaining muscle. Personally I didn't think it happened that quickly but obviously it does. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On a lighter note, I shouted myself a new pair of shoes last night. They are the ones in the middle of this photo. Very cool and a bargain at $29.99.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052709920453329394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Rh7U5vm2gfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5G1tf2QTBYU/s400/shoes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-3343618846981250775?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/3343618846981250775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=3343618846981250775&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3343618846981250775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3343618846981250775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/official-weigh-in-no-1.html' title='Official weigh in No 1.'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Rh7U5vm2gfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/5G1tf2QTBYU/s72-c/shoes.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7959674928591755063</id><published>2007-04-12T09:12:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T09:22:37.704+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>I didn't realise how long it had been since I had posted.  So here is the week in review:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Canberra, ate really well - made healthy choices where I could and even went out one day and bought fresh brown bread rolls, chicken and salad because the family were having pizza.  I went for a walk around the lake near my sister's house on the Friday (over an hour) and did heaps of incidental exercise as well.  I didn't snack too much and was very proud of my eating.  Also got TTOTM while I was away so I figured I would have a good loss when I got home cos I always put on/take off a kilo at TTOTM time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home and the scales told me i'd put on a kilo - PUT &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;ON&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; A KILO - What the????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate my scales. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back to the gym today and i'll go again tomorrow.  I'm not giving up but it's just very depressing when you make an effort (and you normally wouldn't bother) and the scales still go the wrong way.  Ho hum .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bright side - looks like I might be getting my computer at home back soon.  Cross everything you can for me!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7959674928591755063?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7959674928591755063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7959674928591755063&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7959674928591755063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7959674928591755063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-5452572291146680755</id><published>2007-04-04T12:57:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-04T13:02:55.634+10:00</updated><title type='text'>A quickie</title><content type='html'>I still don't have a computer at home, there is just one problem after another with it.  I'm hoping to getting it back next week otherwise i'll have to look at buying a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a good loss of 0.8 this week and i'm very pleased with myself.  My next goal is to get under 75 - but that has been my goal now for about 18 months so i'm still struggling with it.  Once I get past this I think I will shoot ahead in leaps and bounds. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are going to Canberra for Easter to see my family.  I'm looking forward to having a break.  We will probably be back home Sunday night, maybe Monday morning, depending on how we feel.  I have Tuesday off work too so an extra long weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been to the gym three times this week and i'm going again tomorrow, i'm very proud of myself for keeping this up, usually i've quit by now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work is still busy. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss reading your blogs so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all doing okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please don't each too much chocolate over Easter!! and have a good long weekend!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-5452572291146680755?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/5452572291146680755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=5452572291146680755&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5452572291146680755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5452572291146680755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/quickie.html' title='A quickie'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7131932648144268025</id><published>2007-04-02T09:39:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T10:09:38.982+10:00</updated><title type='text'>It's bad, it's bad, it's really really bad .....</title><content type='html'>Got on the scales last week and saw that i'd put on even more weight. Got really cranky and instead of doing the right thing and continuing my good work I blew everything with a weekend of major junk food overload. You don't even want to know half the stuff I ate, it's so embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this morning i'm even heavier than I was at the start of this year.&lt;br /&gt;I'm fat.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired.&lt;br /&gt;I'm exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also angry, sad, disappointed with myself, pissed off and over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I started today with a weight of 79.2 kilos (so close to 80 kilos that it gave me a really big fright this morning), but i'm sure TTOTM is very close so that could be another reason for the gain. I still should be a lot lighter than this and I can't get over how i've let myself get back to nearly 80 kilos - i'm not very bright am I?? I can't believe I was 73.5 last year and I feel like i'll never get back there never mind get down to sixty anything point anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT ..... Today is a new day and I have started again (again, again, again, again, again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To remind myself that i'm heading in the right direction here are the good things I have done this year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have finally given up smoking (2 months, 4 days and counting) and I don't miss it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have all but given up drinking and I don't miss that either.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have joined the gym and I am loving it. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;Now all I need to do is not give up on myself, keep up the good work, continue with 4 days a week of gym, decrease my food intake (including no more junk binges) and I know i'll get there eventually, I just need to have faith and keep going and remember that I am worth it. It won't happen overnight, but it will happen!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7131932648144268025?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7131932648144268025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7131932648144268025&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7131932648144268025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7131932648144268025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-bad-its-bad-its-really-really-bad.html' title='It&apos;s bad, it&apos;s bad, it&apos;s really really bad .....'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1971153816247405647</id><published>2007-03-29T09:24:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T09:38:06.722+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a blowout yesterday and ate some lollies that I shouldn't have had, oops.  Then had a burger and a couple of fish cocktail pieces for dinner cos I was over it and couldn't be bothered with anything healthy.  It was just one of those days, but it could have been a lot worse so i'm not beating myself up about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gym again this morning.  There was a lady there who only had one arm, when I first saw her I was wondering how she would cope with the arm machines but she did really well.  She was wearing a poncho so no-one could notice that she was missing an arm, but it was pretty obvious.   I guess that means it must have happened recently as opposed to her not having had it her whole life.  I guess I figure she would be more comfortable with it if it was a birth defect or similar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other (stupid) thing I was wondering was how do they work out her goal weight or her BMI - do you deduct a percentage for not having one arm?  How much would one arm weigh anyway?  Or what about her body fat percentage - that little machine they use to record your body fat has to be held in both hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I know that's probably the least of her worries and I shouldn't be so superficial but tell me you wouldn't think the same thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1971153816247405647?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1971153816247405647/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1971153816247405647&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1971153816247405647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1971153816247405647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-had-blowout-yesterday-and-ate-some.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-6961927951952715653</id><published>2007-03-28T09:32:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-28T09:39:11.843+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went to the gym again this morning, i'm feeling stronger already.  We have to take our heart rate every 8 minutes and at first mine was sky rocketing really quickly, now it's taking longer and I know what to do to slow it down.  Geez who would have thought.  Especially since today was only my 7th visit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also nicer that it's not pitch darkness at 6am in the mornings now too, it makes such a difference to how I feel, although it was a little bit cold this morning, autumn is definitely here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having a Council clean up in our area and DH put the old crappy treadmill out the front this morning while I was at the gym.  By the time I was leaving for work it was gone.  Good luck to whoever took it, it's very dodgy, the belt slips one minute and then gets stuck the next. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When DH gets down to 110 kilos we are going to hire a proper treadmill that we can run on.  Yay, I can't wait.  I keep watching Damien from the Biggest Loser running on that fabulous treadmill and thinking about how hard it must be, but if the Biggest Losers can do it then I can too, one step at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding i'm really hungry on the days that I go to the gym.  A lady I know suggested Musachi protein shakes.  For some ridiculous reason I thought they would taste like meat (????) but they're quite nice and for only 1 WW Point each I reckon they are worth it.  I have only tried Strawberry so far but I have chocolate today.  They are also 99% fat free.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-6961927951952715653?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/6961927951952715653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=6961927951952715653&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6961927951952715653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6961927951952715653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/went-to-gym-again-this-morning-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-3300868266164127163</id><published>2007-03-26T16:07:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T16:09:58.548+10:00</updated><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>You can't really tell from these photos how blonde or not it is, i'll try and take some more tonight with my camera at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046111028443919858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RgdjPrOUtfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IxaGWKT6G_k/s400/P03-26-07_15.57.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046111294731892242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RgdjfLOUthI/AAAAAAAAAJw/Y1S9pPSOAA0/s400/P03-26-07_15.56.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046111217422480898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RgdjarOUtgI/AAAAAAAAAJo/sYEWetNgkXg/s400/P03-26-07_15.56%5B1%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-3300868266164127163?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/3300868266164127163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=3300868266164127163&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3300868266164127163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3300868266164127163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/photos.html' title='Photos'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RgdjPrOUtfI/AAAAAAAAAJg/IxaGWKT6G_k/s72-c/P03-26-07_15.57.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-3357780084201128964</id><published>2007-03-26T11:21:00.000+10:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T11:31:37.523+10:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't believe that next week is April.  That means we've been in our house for 12 months.  Where does the time go?&lt;br /&gt;I bought new gym shoes at the weekend.  I've never had a decent pair before so I thought i'd shout myself.  I had a couple of vouchers that I got for my birthday so I used one of those (Plus an extra $90). Crikey they're expensive!!&lt;br /&gt;I got Brooks - don't know if they're good or bad - and&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I still don't have a computer at home so I couldn't email &lt;a href="http://www.idiet.blogspot.com"&gt;Kathryn &lt;/a&gt;and ask her (she's the expert when it comes to having an opinion about running shoes!! haha).  So I just had to take a big fat scaredy cat chance. &lt;br /&gt;I went to a store where they analyse your feet on a computer.  Not sure whether its all just show but what they said made sense and these shoes are very very comfortable indeed.  I just don't want to take them off.&lt;br /&gt;I also bought some new gym gear - no, not the matching stuff - don't want to be known as a wanker!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, I had a weekend of spending cos I also bought a cupboard for the bathroom and some storage thingys for the loungeroom.  Photos to be provided if/when I even get my computer back. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and I had my hair dyed sort of blonde and all chopped off.&lt;br /&gt;:0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-3357780084201128964?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/3357780084201128964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=3357780084201128964&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3357780084201128964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3357780084201128964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-cant-believe-that-next-week-is-april.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8349583441542860230</id><published>2007-03-23T16:42:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T16:45:02.072+11:00</updated><title type='text'>TGIF</title><content type='html'>I love Fridays and it's nearly time to go home.  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go to the gym today as I was going to go this afternoon but DH didn't do the washing like I asked him to - I will have to go tomorrow morning but that's okay cos DH is off so it won't be a drama and the gym is open from 7am til 11am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight is good, my tickers are correct at the moment and hopefully i'll be able to reduce the numbers by next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still don't have a computer at home but i'm hoping to have something soon?  Fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend everyone.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8349583441542860230?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8349583441542860230/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8349583441542860230&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8349583441542860230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8349583441542860230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/tgif.html' title='TGIF'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-6126114025849796186</id><published>2007-03-21T16:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T16:58:54.341+11:00</updated><title type='text'>There ain't no hollaback girl</title><content type='html'>Guess who's got tickets to see Gwen Stefani??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have 17 weeks to lose 8.5 kilos - I &lt;strong&gt;MUST &lt;/strong&gt;be in the 60's by the time I go (30 July) otherwise i'm giving away my ticket to whoever puts their hand up first.  It has to be the 60's - I don't care if it's 60.1 or 69.9 - I will be there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(In the case that I forget about this and lose my way (or weigh) please feel free to remind me, kick my arse, and do whatever needs be to get me back on track).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weight has been so all over the place this year - I've been everywhere between 75 and 79 and back again.  This could be the very thing that gets my mojo back and sees my in virgin fat territory before too long.  Fingers (and everything else) crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you, thank you very much!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-6126114025849796186?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/6126114025849796186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=6126114025849796186&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6126114025849796186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6126114025849796186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/there-aint-no-hollaback-girl.html' title='There ain&apos;t no hollaback girl'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1309256240823291476</id><published>2007-03-21T09:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T09:14:31.866+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Got to admit it's getting better</title><content type='html'>I went to the gym at 6am this morning.  Wow, how unreal does it make you feel?  It's better than taking drugs**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel unreal, I feel like I could kick arse at anything today.  I really pushed myself.  I feel great.&lt;br /&gt;I don't feel skinny, but I feel like I will be soon.  I have to keep this up.  There must be something that kicks in when you exercise that makes you feel better and it's way better than the feeling you get when you eat something totally delicious and fabulous and, what's even better is that instead of feeling guilty afterwards like you do when you eat bad stuff, you feel on top of the world!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to remember this the next time i'm thinking about eating something bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ladies at the gym are SO nice.  Even the ones who don't work there help you and tell you if you're doing something wrong on the machine.  I love it there.  For anyone out there like me who's not a gym fan at all, if there's a Curves near you - try it - it's brilliant and just right for anyone like me who's 'allergic' to exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;** (ahem ... not that i've ever done that - what I mean to say is It's better than I reckon any drug could make you feel!!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1309256240823291476?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1309256240823291476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1309256240823291476&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1309256240823291476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1309256240823291476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/got-to-admit-its-getting-better.html' title='Got to admit it&apos;s getting better'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-6444077022478573749</id><published>2007-03-20T17:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T17:07:08.383+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Sheizer</title><content type='html'>So after feeling so good about the gym and planning to go back i've still only been once.  I got sick and have been doing a lot of sleeping.  I couldn't come to work yesterday and also couldn't get in to see the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;Doctor's are bastards.&lt;br /&gt;I slept in this morning til nearly 7.30am and have felt groggy all day.&lt;br /&gt;Lack of sleep is a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;Now it's raining sideways and I don't even want to walk out of the building.&lt;br /&gt;Rain is a bastard.&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have a computer at home.&lt;br /&gt;Dead computers are bastards.&lt;br /&gt;So now I have to go to the car, which is parked on the other side of the lot today cos when I got back from lunch someone had stolen my parking space.&lt;br /&gt;People who steal parking spaces are ........ sons of bitches!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's enough complaining for one day, I have to turn this into a positive somehow and get out of this black hole I seem to be in at the moment.  I know there are plenty of people who are worse off than me, but right now, it just seems like i'm drowning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-6444077022478573749?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/6444077022478573749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=6444077022478573749&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6444077022478573749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6444077022478573749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/sheizer.html' title='Sheizer'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-998336621073565253</id><published>2007-03-16T09:37:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T09:45:20.706+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Curves</title><content type='html'>Brilliant, I love it, i'm going again tonight and maybe Saturday morning too if I can get in before DH goes to work. This is THE exercise for me!! Yay I finally found something I enjoy. The ladies are brilliant, down to earth and really supportive. Also I love the fact that there are no show ponies there and not a thong leotard in site (Do people even wear them anymore?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn i'm unfit though, I can't wait until I can feel my strength improving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having drinks at work this afternoon and one of the girls asked me if I wanted to continue on later and I told her yes but after I go to the gym. She looked at me like I was a martian!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still don't have a computer at home, boo hoo, hopefully i'll hear something soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-998336621073565253?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/998336621073565253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=998336621073565253&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/998336621073565253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/998336621073565253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/curves.html' title='Curves'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7301732292889340400</id><published>2007-03-14T15:40:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T15:40:55.472+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Quick update</title><content type='html'>My computer hard drive is dead but hopefully my brother (IT expert extraordinaire!!) can recoup some of the stuff for me??  Everything is still crossed right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you won't believe me but i'm joining Curves tonight, wish me luck!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7301732292889340400?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7301732292889340400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7301732292889340400&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7301732292889340400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7301732292889340400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/quick-update.html' title='Quick update'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4168318539951290585</id><published>2007-03-13T12:56:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-13T13:05:58.025+11:00</updated><title type='text'>News</title><content type='html'>First of all  want to say a big "Happy Birthday" to my beautiful friend &lt;a href="http://www.feedmysoulnow.blogspot.com"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY SWEETIE!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's probably trying to keep it quiet but i'm not!!  Michelle has come so far with her weight loss and fitness it's incredible.  She is an ispiration to a lot of people and especially to me.  She has helped me through a lot of hard times and I owe her big time.  Pop on over to her blog and say "hi" if you have time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news my computer at home has died. May it rest in peace. I'm hoping it hasn't died so much that I can still get my photos off the hard drive. Everybody cross everything. It got a virus, a bad one, and I can't even re-boot the damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be back to let you know more after i've taken it to the 'pooter' hospital. Until then, take care of yourselves and i'll be in touch as soon as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and i've registered and paid for Healthy Booty Camp in Sydney with AJ Rochester - wish me luck for that, I think it's gonna kill me!!!&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4168318539951290585?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4168318539951290585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4168318539951290585&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4168318539951290585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4168318539951290585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/rip.html' title='News'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-2747509661056310896</id><published>2007-03-10T08:55:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T09:08:20.640+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday</title><content type='html'>Yesterday I took the day off work.  DH and I decided we would clean up the garage and get rid of some crud and let me tell you we kicked arse at this.  The garage now has hardly any stuff in it and what is there is stuff we are likely to use.  We got rid of heaps of things to the dump and we're very proud of ourselves.  I also cleaned the house, properly, and tidied up heaps of stuff i've been wanting to tackle for a long time now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It looks amazing.  You don't realise how much you can get done without a 2 year old around!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having my Mum's Partner's 60th here on Sunday so we went to &lt;a href="www.shindigs.com.au"&gt;Shindigs &lt;/a&gt;and got heaps of decorations and a balloon kit so we can put up helium balloons.  I will take photos once we've decorated, it should look good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we're cleaning up out the back for tomorrow and then going to my girlfriend's 40th this afternoon at &lt;a href="http://www.nobbysslsc.org.au/html/s01_home/home.asp?dsb=90"&gt;Nobby's Surf Club&lt;/a&gt;.  We got her a half day pass at &lt;a href="http://serenitylodgensw.com.au"&gt;Serenity Lodge &lt;/a&gt;for her birthday.  I think she'll love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not exercising but i'm doing so much incidental stuff I reckon I probably don't need to.  Back to the exercise bike on Monday morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-2747509661056310896?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/2747509661056310896/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=2747509661056310896&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2747509661056310896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2747509661056310896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/yesterday.html' title='Yesterday'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-9047810654316779766</id><published>2007-03-07T19:59:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T20:18:35.240+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ok that's enough</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Re6DYqoNlSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IJ1qoTTnM_s/s1600-h/mars.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5039109492857214242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Re6DYqoNlSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IJ1qoTTnM_s/s400/mars.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't said anything about Biggest Loser this year, well you know that one thing about Sarah and her whingeing but everyone was thinking the same thing, but I can't stop myself tonight. I am &lt;strong&gt;so disgusted &lt;/strong&gt;after seeing them all feeding their faces with junk. I felt sick to the stomach watching them put the food in their mouths. They didn't even look like they were enjoying it. Why did they do it????? Especially Munalita TWO MARS BARS??? that's nearly 2500 kilojoules. (11 points for us WW'ers).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's reverted to her old habits and was only eating the chocolate for emotional reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, who am I to talk. Seriously, if I was accepted onto Biggest Loser I wouldn't be fucking around eating 2500 kilojoules worth of crap - how long will it take her to work that off - and how pissed off is Michelle going to be tomorrow??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;idiots .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God if only I could see my own faults so clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tipping Greg to win if anyone is interested.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-9047810654316779766?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/9047810654316779766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=9047810654316779766&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/9047810654316779766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/9047810654316779766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/ok-thats-enough.html' title='Ok that&apos;s enough'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Re6DYqoNlSI/AAAAAAAAAJY/IJ1qoTTnM_s/s72-c/mars.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-574482263150108486</id><published>2007-03-07T06:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T07:00:22.648+11:00</updated><title type='text'>All that's left in any case, is exercising space (oh yeah)</title><content type='html'>Stats for today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 mins      11 kms     251 cals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I ate 19 points (had 18 and then before I went to bed I decided I needed something chocolately and so I had a fat free hot chocolate drink).  Stupid bloody Aunty Flo is here again so that's why I was cranky/depressed/moody at the weekend and feeling ready to chuck it all in.  You would think now that i'm 40 i'd recognise the signs and work out what was going on.  Stupid hormones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really hard on the bike today, my legs started burning as soon as I got on but I perservered and I felt so good when I had finished.  My bum is sore but I don't care.  I keep thinking of that figure on the scales and focussing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't it funny how when you're on you're on and when you're off you're off and there's nothing you can do to force a switch to the on when you're off.  Did that make sense to anyone except me?  LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-574482263150108486?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/574482263150108486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=574482263150108486&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/574482263150108486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/574482263150108486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/all-thats-left-in-any-case-is.html' title='All that&apos;s left in any case, is exercising space (oh yeah)'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-6152757628225770463</id><published>2007-03-06T06:50:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T09:43:37.290+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm doing all I can - to have a better day</title><content type='html'>I didn't manage any exercise yesterday but I tracked my points (19) and drank 2 litres of water.&lt;br /&gt;My goal this week was to stay on or under 20 points per day, drink at least 2 litres of water and do 15 mins of exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have just finished 30 mins on the exercise bike (to make up for not doing anything yesterday). I 'rode' 12 km and burnt 263 calories. My stats for the bike I think were better last time (15 mins, 7.5 km and 150 cals) going on that in 30 mins I should have done 15 km and burnt 300 cals, but this time I moved the little intensity thingy (yes that's a technical term!! hehe) up a notch and the calories don't burn any quicker just because the intensity is higher. At least they didn't seem to.   I also put the intensity up to '4' for one whole song and that nearly killed me!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I nearly did a Bridget Jones when I got off the bike cos my legs were like jelly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Must go and get ready for work now. I feel like i'm going to have a better day today cos I feel in control.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-6152757628225770463?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/6152757628225770463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=6152757628225770463&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6152757628225770463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6152757628225770463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-doing-all-i-can-to-have-better-day.html' title='I&apos;m doing all I can - to have a better day'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1660977807323811105</id><published>2007-03-04T17:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T17:52:55.368+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Some photos and pick the junk food</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I tidied up the toys today, sometimes I wonder why I bother. Actually EVERY time I wonder why I bother. It doesn't take long before everything is thrown all over the room again!! haha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReprUcuPoII/AAAAAAAAAIo/3md-QowbNBE/s1600-h/RIMG2505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037957132219031682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReprUcuPoII/AAAAAAAAAIo/3md-QowbNBE/s200/RIMG2505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReprhsuPoJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Tneevl5egjE/s1600-h/RIMG2506.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037957359852298386" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReprhsuPoJI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Tneevl5egjE/s200/RIMG2506.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I also took photos of my fridge and pantry. I really need to clean them out or at least organise them a bit better, i'm not doing that yet, cos I have my lazy arsed hat on today, but I will do it soon and take comparison photos. Unfortunately there's no sexy young man in my fridge like some people have!! hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Spot the over priced high fat junk foods if you will!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RepsS8uPoKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/0lj-GvgehoU/s1600-h/RIMG2512.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037958205960855714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RepsS8uPoKI/AAAAAAAAAI4/0lj-GvgehoU/s320/RIMG2512.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RepsjMuPoLI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Pe-oFSvmBHQ/s1600-h/RIMG2513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037958485133729970" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RepsjMuPoLI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Pe-oFSvmBHQ/s320/RIMG2513.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1660977807323811105?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1660977807323811105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1660977807323811105&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1660977807323811105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1660977807323811105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/some-photos-and-pick-junk-food.html' title='Some photos and pick the junk food'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReprUcuPoII/AAAAAAAAAIo/3md-QowbNBE/s72-c/RIMG2505.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7358313973106440054</id><published>2007-03-04T09:33:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T11:12:19.409+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Warning - lots of swearing in this post.</title><content type='html'>If you have a weak constitution when it comes to swearing I advise you to close this blog right now and come back another day when i'm not so cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, I just have to say i'm fucking-well pissed off today. I've been fairly good this week, and dinner on Friday night was taken with better options than I could have had. I know I (still) haven't exercised but my points this week have been good, i've increased my water intake to where it should be and i've kept to only one can of diet soft drink per day and i've hardly drank any alcohol for the last 5 weeks. I certainly ate better this week than the couple of weeks before that when I was giving myself the "&lt;em&gt;i've given up smoking I can reward myself with food for a little while&lt;/em&gt;" speel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how is it that today when I got on the scales i'm fucking-well heavier than I was at the beginning of the year?????????????? What the fuck am I doing wrong???????????????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feel free to use one of the following example comments in reply to this post, i've heard them all before, and I leave them for others too (no, i'm not being ungrateful - i'm just really pissed off today).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;hang in there - if you're doing the right thing you will show a loss eventually&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;maybe it's fluid build up - i'm sure it will be gone by tomorrow&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;don't be too hard on yourself - work is stressing you out and you need to give yourself a break&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;are you getting your period (this especially pisses me off when DH asks this if i'm nagging him!!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hey you're a mother who works full-time, take it easy - you'll get there eventually&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;look how far you've come, you're doing well, one day at a time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;insert your own version here...... or ..... you know - (cough cough) ahem ---- in the comments section!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here are some points I would like to make to myself - and maybe i'll just ponder on these for a while and decide where I want to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes i'm &lt;strong&gt;stressed&lt;/strong&gt; but how many more excuses am I going to make when really i'm just a fat lazy slob who can't be bothered getting of my arse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes i'm &lt;strong&gt;tired&lt;/strong&gt; but how many more excuses am I going to make when really i'm just a fat lazy slob who can't be bothered getting of my arse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Yes i'm &lt;strong&gt;overworked&lt;/strong&gt; but how many more excuses am I going to make when really i'm just a fat lazy slob who can't be bothered getting of my arse.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really need to work out whether I want this or not and take action. OK if I don't really want to lose weight why do I go to so much trouble 'pretending' that I am. I yo-yo up and down between 74 and 78 kilos but I don't ever go further than that. Well, there was that one time I got under 74 and then shit myself and put weight back on. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's like I have some stone barrier at 75 kilos and I rarely get through it, and when I do I get scared and go back up the scales again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What am I afraid of?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Do I want this enough?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What's stopping me?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;..... and why the fuck haven't I stopped eating since I saw the big number on the scales this morning, shouldn't it have had the opposite effect and made me want to starve myself?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Edit: I've been reading&lt;a href="http://www.craigharper.com"&gt; Craig Harper's blog&lt;/a&gt; for a little while. He makes a lot of sense, plus he's pretty funny. Ijust went and had a read of some of his posts today after feeling so bad. I just ordered his book "&lt;a href="http://www.craigharper.com.au/shop.htm#fattitude"&gt;Fattitude&lt;/a&gt;" and a couple of his other books about Food and Exercise. Hopefully reading them might spark me back into action. He seems to have such a realistic view to weight loss and life in general. I'll keep you posted. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7358313973106440054?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7358313973106440054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7358313973106440054&amp;isPopup=true' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7358313973106440054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7358313973106440054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/warning-lots-of-swearing-in-this-post.html' title='Warning - lots of swearing in this post.'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-2663736705505574764</id><published>2007-03-03T13:40:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T13:45:04.281+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Report on the dinner</title><content type='html'>Everyone else had "salad" which consisted of a huge amount of grated cheese, lettuce mix, chopped unripened tomato (blerch why do they do that??) and a lot of fatty dressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had the pumpkin soup option - without the big dollop of sour cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For main I had the steak with jalapenos and tomato salsa - without the bacon and only a tiny amount of cheese melted on the top and baked sweet potato without the butter or cinnamon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good girl aren't I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're all waiting to hear about the brownie blast dessert thingy I bet.  DH didn't order it - he was too full.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did have a few drinks though, but since I rarely drink these days I let myself have them and i'm not worrying about it.  We had a good night and even left DS with Nanna for an hour while we went to the club and made a donation (ie played the pokies!!). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a side note - you don't realise how much clubs and pubs stink until you go there as a non-smoker - peeeeeyoooooooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-2663736705505574764?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/2663736705505574764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=2663736705505574764&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2663736705505574764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2663736705505574764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/report-on-dinner.html' title='Report on the dinner'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-5118293896950309607</id><published>2007-03-02T09:01:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T09:04:39.288+11:00</updated><title type='text'>This can't be true</title><content type='html'>I know you won't believe me, but i'm thinking about doing the &lt;a href="http://www.healthybodyclub.com.au/DynamicPages.asp?cid=62&amp;navid=2"&gt;Healthy Body Club Booty Camp &lt;/a&gt;with Ajay Rochester in Sydney on 28th of April.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you think?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-5118293896950309607?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/5118293896950309607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=5118293896950309607&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5118293896950309607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/5118293896950309607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/this-cant-be-true.html' title='This can&apos;t be true'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-3378914847441249294</id><published>2007-03-01T08:54:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-03-01T09:03:04.779+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Sorry I haven't been updating much. Work is still really busy.&lt;br /&gt;My eating has been much better, exercise is still pretty well non-existant.&lt;br /&gt;Alcohol - zero since Saturday night and even then I didn't have many drinks.&lt;br /&gt;I'm down to one day a week where I have alcohol now and i'm having minimal.&lt;br /&gt;It's DH's birthday tomorrow - we're going to Lone Star - it's close, it's cheap and it's kid friendly. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will make an effort to avoid sharing DH's free Birthday Brownie Blast.  Those things are to die for!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReX74qq1zfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/b9H9EIr18aU/s1600-h/brownie.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036708709228989938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReX74qq1zfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/b9H9EIr18aU/s200/brownie.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Must get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-3378914847441249294?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/3378914847441249294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=3378914847441249294&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3378914847441249294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/3378914847441249294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/03/update.html' title='Update'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReX74qq1zfI/AAAAAAAAAIc/b9H9EIr18aU/s72-c/brownie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-810395924299158671</id><published>2007-02-26T06:09:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T10:37:45.851+11:00</updated><title type='text'>yihar</title><content type='html'>Today it's four weeks since I gave up smoking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only it was so easy to give up food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edit:  Oh and I changed my ticker back.  I really need to remember how far i've come.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm going to create a second mini-goal ticker for myself and that may remind me how far I have to go, but in tiny blocks.  Who can't beat a tiny block?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-810395924299158671?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/810395924299158671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=810395924299158671&amp;isPopup=true' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/810395924299158671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/810395924299158671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/yihar.html' title='yihar'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8137293182308482086</id><published>2007-02-25T17:29:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T17:46:41.195+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Frustration</title><content type='html'>I've been frustrated all weekend because I haven't been able to get into Blogger. I think my internet security settings were too high or something??? I could read blogs but not comment, some I couldn't even read and if I clicked on any links in blogs (or on bloglines) my computer would freeze. I'm such a computer no-hoper I don't actually know how I fixed it, or even if it WAS anything I did, but i'm glad I can finally blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivation has sunk to an all time low, not sure why. I'm still very stressed at home and at work, which isn't good but there may be light at the end of the work tunnel, fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sunburn has calmed down a fair bit and I think i'm onto peel number 3. I won't show you photos but you would be amazed at how much it has calmed down. Still red though, no tanning for this wee (figure of speech only) scottish lass!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My eating has been absolute shite this weekend, i've really let myself go. Back on the rails tomorrow, i'm even going to get up and exercise. My goal (which I thought was piss easy) of getting under 75kg by the end of February has been swept well and truly off the horizon. I'm giving myself now til the end of March to get under 75kg and really really i'm going to try this time and stop giving myself excuses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been good today cleaning out the spare room, we had 12 months worth of "papers" in there and I have finally sorted them out. Now I just have to tackle the other 5 rooms and sort out the garage with DH's help. Thank god we don't have a very big house!! We haven't even been here for 12 months yet and i've already collected a heap of crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's DH's birthday on Friday. I have bought him a new wallet. It's what he asked for. I will have to get him something else as well though. I bought him a JAG wallet from Ebay - supposedly BNIB but I guess we'll see when it gets here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really going to try and beat this lack of sleep thing this week. I have been awake with DS nearly every night this week and the nights he didn't wake up I woke up anyway worrying about work and stressing out to the max. It's really not good for me - it puts my motivation down to the lower levels and turns me into Ms I-dont'-give-a-stuff-about-anything. I don't want to be that person, I don't like her very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I nearly punched someone it the supermarket carpark yesterday but that's a story for another day when i've calmed down about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all having a good weekend. My little DS had his first group swimming lesson this morning (up til now he's been having private 15 minute sessions). The group lesson goes for 30 mins and I think it must have really worn him out. He slept for nearly 4 hours this afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReEv_h1yyLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lS81HPjVxtY/s1600-h/RIMG2502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035358626839185586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReEv_h1yyLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lS81HPjVxtY/s200/RIMG2502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8137293182308482086?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8137293182308482086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8137293182308482086&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8137293182308482086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8137293182308482086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/frustration.html' title='Frustration'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/ReEv_h1yyLI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/lS81HPjVxtY/s72-c/RIMG2502.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-6660358413899498087</id><published>2007-02-21T12:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T12:47:56.758+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy busy bee</title><content type='html'>Work is busy, home is busy, I got to work at 6.30am this morning - i'm so tired.  I couldn't sleep last night - went to bed at 11.30pm, woke up at midnight, got back to sleep about 3.30am - DS woke up at 4am and i've been awake ever since.  I'm a bit stressed about stuff. &lt;br /&gt;Need to get those positive vibes back.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you've all stopped laughing about my sunburn by now, it's still a bit sore and i'm just waiting for the "lizard" phase.  I promise I WON'T take photos of that! hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-6660358413899498087?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/6660358413899498087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=6660358413899498087&amp;isPopup=true' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6660358413899498087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6660358413899498087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/busy-busy-bee.html' title='Busy busy bee'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1784536018977770586</id><published>2007-02-19T18:31:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-19T18:36:38.659+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Ouchy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RdlTah1yyKI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xAL8Z1bi8-Y/s1600-h/RIMG2473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5033145773788940450" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RdlTah1yyKI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xAL8Z1bi8-Y/s200/RIMG2473.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So this is what I get for finally getting off my butt and going for a big long two and a half hour walk. Exercise IS bad for me!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was 9 o'clock in the morning for goodness sake. I'm just lucky that DS was in the stroller under shade and this didn't happen to him too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1784536018977770586?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1784536018977770586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1784536018977770586&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1784536018977770586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1784536018977770586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/ouchy.html' title='Ouchy'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RdlTah1yyKI/AAAAAAAAAIA/xAL8Z1bi8-Y/s72-c/RIMG2473.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-2146333724620020361</id><published>2007-02-14T15:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T15:54:14.631+11:00</updated><title type='text'>So much for the pact ......</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RdKV628JsiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vyLifovkaBI/s1600-h/P02-14-07_15.49.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031248572139024930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RdKV628JsiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vyLifovkaBI/s400/P02-14-07_15.49.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-2146333724620020361?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/2146333724620020361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=2146333724620020361&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2146333724620020361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2146333724620020361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/so-much-for-pact.html' title='So much for the pact ......'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RdKV628JsiI/AAAAAAAAAHs/vyLifovkaBI/s72-c/P02-14-07_15.49.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8927614146107254977</id><published>2007-02-14T07:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-14T07:39:37.993+11:00</updated><title type='text'>My weight</title><content type='html'>I'm glad to say that after yo-yoing up and down for the last week and a half my weight has finally stabilised back at 76.7 today.  Thank goodness, I was getting a bit worried there for a while that I was well on my way back to 80 plus kilos although 'Aunty Flo' has been and gone, again so that doesn't help. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been so tired with work and everything else that's going on in my life that my eating has slipped and my exercise is typically non-existant. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully soon things will start to even out at work AND at home and i'll be able to get my head around getting back to normality.  Things are never normal here though are they?  There's always something going on to stress me out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I received my DVD copy of "The Secret" in the mail yesterday.  DH and I are going to sit down and watch it this weekend some time, probably Saturday night as he's working all weekend and doesn't have a day off until Friday week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DH went to see a psychic on Monday.  Holy guacamole - i'm a bit gob smacked about what she said, &lt;strong&gt;if&lt;/strong&gt; it turns out to be true.  More on that later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8927614146107254977?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8927614146107254977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8927614146107254977&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8927614146107254977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8927614146107254977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-weight.html' title='My weight'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7498348819312273129</id><published>2007-02-13T21:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T09:34:24.553+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's nearly 10pm and i'm still at work.  I'm here on my own and it's a bit spooky.  I'm thinking seriously about leaving soon as there is a car trawling the street outside and it's freaking me out.  They can obviously see that mine is the only car around and this building is lit up like Blackpool on a cold and dark winter's afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have heaps to do but i'm also tired and a bit over it.  Work is really busy right now and there's no light at the end of the tunnel.  One girl resigned and left last week, another girl is going on two week's leave as of Monday.  That means there are two of us and a new girl doing the work of 4 competent people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhoo, i'm sure it will all be better eventually.  Good things come to those who wait and i've been waiting a mightly long time now so good things are just around the corner, and no i'm not talking about a Goldmark store!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of jewellery .... DH and I decided NOT to do anything for Valentine's day this year. It's such a bullshit commercial "holiday" made up by retailers to sell more crap and we're not succumbing.  Well i'm not - I still kind of hope he is even though we made a pact not to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so i'm off on the trip home shortly, either that or maybe I should just bring a campbed to work and live here for the next month or so.  At least I would get to blog more regularly!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty night blogland zzzzzzer's.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7498348819312273129?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7498348819312273129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7498348819312273129&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7498348819312273129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7498348819312273129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-nearly-10pm-and-im-still-at-work.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-6455025569045887547</id><published>2007-02-10T15:22:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T15:11:31.198+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Help</title><content type='html'>Does anyone know why I can edit my blog template on the computer at work but not on my home one?  I don't get the little spanner thing when i'm at home.  I can post (obviously) but that's it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can anyone help me??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-6455025569045887547?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/6455025569045887547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=6455025569045887547&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6455025569045887547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6455025569045887547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/help.html' title='Help'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7300278770591901943</id><published>2007-02-10T14:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:43:59.978+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not much to report.  Went out last night, found out some pretty huge gossip.  Had a few drinks.  Still haven't had a cigarette but I really felt like one last night, probably because of the champagne - god I love that stuff!  It will be two weeks on Monday since I had a ciggie so i'm getting there.  I'm still using the patches and probably will for another couple of weeks at least.&lt;br /&gt;Will probably go into work tomorrow morning to try and catch up before the new girl starts on Monday.  Just being lazy around the house today.&lt;br /&gt;...and that's about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7300278770591901943?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7300278770591901943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7300278770591901943&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7300278770591901943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7300278770591901943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/not-much-to-report.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4702702824032209367</id><published>2007-02-06T06:51:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-06T07:18:05.642+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Stats and new exercise gear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RceOFQQWceI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4Yy4OTyBA3I/s1600-h/RIMG2441.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028143729896485346" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RceOFQQWceI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4Yy4OTyBA3I/s200/RIMG2441.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RceLsQQWcdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XkSPlTTGWpU/s1600-h/RIMG2440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028141101376500178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RceLsQQWcdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/XkSPlTTGWpU/s200/RIMG2440.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my new exercise gear. I'm a bit embarrassed posting these photos cos I didn't buy top and bottom which match, I just got the cheapest ones!! hehe.  I spilt spaghetti sauce on my shirt when I was cooking last night too, hope you can't see it.  Oops!!&lt;br /&gt;I'm also using these photos for Beckie's Bloggest Loser Challenge. This is as close as you'll get to seeing me in my underwear right now!! hehe&lt;br /&gt;Oh I look sweaty cos I'd just finished on the exercise bike.  Yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Actually to tell you the truth I thought I would look fatter in this gear, I feel fatter, I look fatter than this in the mirror, but it doesn't matter, i'm not going to be this weight for long. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here are my bike stats for day one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Time:  15 minutes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Distance:  7.5 km&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Calories burnt:  170&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sprints:  2 x 20 seconds, 1 x 60 seconds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yihar, i'm on fire - well you know, it was good for a first attempt.  Have a great day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4702702824032209367?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4702702824032209367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4702702824032209367&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4702702824032209367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4702702824032209367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/stats-and-new-exercise-gear.html' title='Stats and new exercise gear'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RceOFQQWceI/AAAAAAAAAHU/4Yy4OTyBA3I/s72-c/RIMG2441.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7327062506435475837</id><published>2007-02-05T16:03:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T16:13:59.691+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Recap of my goals for 2007</title><content type='html'>This is mostly a reminder to myself cos I figure I need a shake up every now and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal # 1: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get under 75 kilos by the end of February&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I've left my run a bit late, but i'm going to do this, I am - nurr!! Last week didn't help. I sort of gave myself free reign for a couple of days there, but I was stressed and tired and not smoking (one week today since I stopped).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goal # 2: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Get under 70 kilos by the end of July&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 5 months to lose 5 kilos. I can do that easily if I keep on top of this. I can't wait for the day that I get on the scales and there's a number beginning with a "6" - woot!! I'll be on top of the world that day. Although I will probably wear the scales out by hopping on and off them a hundred million times. No-one will be able to wipe the smile of my skinny little face!! hehe - So I had best keep this in mind over the Easter break!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all, back to the pickle factory for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7327062506435475837?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7327062506435475837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7327062506435475837&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7327062506435475837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7327062506435475837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/goal-number-one-for-2007.html' title='Recap of my goals for 2007'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1287677662399958015</id><published>2007-02-05T12:13:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T12:15:02.900+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Biggest Loser</title><content type='html'>Normally I love this show, but last night I just got annoyed.  What's with Sarah?  She was just painful.&lt;br /&gt;Looks like there's a lot of controversy this year though, i'm looking forward to seeing what happens!&lt;br /&gt;What are your thoughts?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1287677662399958015?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1287677662399958015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1287677662399958015&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1287677662399958015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1287677662399958015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/biggest-loser.html' title='Biggest Loser'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-91724627612656353</id><published>2007-02-04T21:15:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T21:18:01.530+11:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm ready</title><content type='html'>The fruit bowl is overflowing.&lt;br /&gt;The vegetable crisper is as full as the last bus on a Saturday night, and ...&lt;br /&gt;the exercise bike is in situ out the back, ready for 6am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm just going to lay out my new exercise gear I bought today and find my iPod and i'm sorted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nighty night!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-91724627612656353?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/91724627612656353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=91724627612656353&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/91724627612656353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/91724627612656353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-ready.html' title='I&apos;m ready'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8453057201013570047</id><published>2007-02-04T10:17:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T10:35:40.909+11:00</updated><title type='text'>A true lightbulb moment.</title><content type='html'>Sometimes we know things, deep down inside but we ignore them or we don't have the faith in ourselves to truly believe and then one day we get a reminder, sometimes its a small reminder and not enough to change us, just a gentle reminder.  Other times it comes as such a huge slap in the face you can't ignore it, there is no second guessing - you know you've just been given a sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a life changing moment.  Bear with me, i'm getting to the point ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have always believed in positive thinking, in believing in myself and knowing that I can get anything I want.  I guess over the last few years a lot of things have happened to me that have suppressed my inner self, I stopped having faith in my inner self and I started doubting everything, my intelligence, my sense of self, my self worth.  When you become a parent the last person you look after is yourself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all you have to look after this gorgeous helpless little human being that you've created.  You feel a love you've never felt before in your entire life and you succumb to this love and give your all, to someone else.  Apart from that you have to look after your husband who is now second - whether he likes it or not - and he knows it - and he's pissed off about it, but you don't care!  You don't really have time to look after him, let alone yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I started watching &lt;a href="http://thesecret.tv/movie/trailer.html"&gt;The Secret&lt;/a&gt;.  Did you see it?  If you didn't - go out and get yourself a copy.  It's amazing and was my 'slap in the face'.  I can't ignore this.  I knew all of these things already I had just forgotten that I need to have faith in myself, visualise what I want, and truly believe it and it WILL happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like a different person today.  I have my positive attitude back.  I KNOW in my heart that I can do anything and that nothing bad is ever going to happen to me again.  I have control and i'm going to use it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch this space, great things are about to happen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8453057201013570047?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8453057201013570047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8453057201013570047&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8453057201013570047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8453057201013570047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/true-lightbulb-moment.html' title='A true lightbulb moment.'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4140267575638432665</id><published>2007-02-03T09:06:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T09:10:11.663+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Another week over.</title><content type='html'>I was so over everything last night, I lay down at 6.30pm when DH got home from work cos I had a huge headache. I slept til about 8pm, got up and had dinner and then went back to bed.  I feel much better today.  The stress at work coupled with the effects of giving up smoking have just drained me.  Plus maybe all the crap i've been eating doesn't help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on track soon, just need to do a proper shop (tomorrow) and plan the meals for the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all have a great weekend.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4140267575638432665?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4140267575638432665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4140267575638432665&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4140267575638432665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4140267575638432665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/another-week-over.html' title='Another week over.'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4529658361911260685</id><published>2007-02-02T07:44:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T08:04:13.558+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Still hanging in there.</title><content type='html'>It's Friday, thank goodness!  This has been a long week and I had Monday off!!  I have to do two interviews today for a replacement for the girl who is leaving.  The person we hire won't be doing the same job, I have to take that on because it's a very difficult position and it wouldn't be fair to chuck someone in to that position straight away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be fairly unpleasant for at least the next three months while we train up the new person, once we eventually get someone that is.  We put an ad in last Saturday's paper and didn't get many responses, so we've put it in again for tomorrow and next Wednesday.  Fingers crossed we get a few more responses and I can find someone suitable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not smoking is going pretty well.  I really felt like a cigarette yesterday.  It was very busy at work and i'm a bit stressed right now.  I worked back until 8.30pm last night as we are just so busy and I need to get heaps of stuff done before next Wednesday which is the last day for the girl who is leaving.  I'm not looking forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today is day 4 of not smoking.  I've been taking the nicotine patch off at night and the dreams are still happening but they're not quite so vivid.  I've also felt like smoking more so maybe next time I buy them i'll get the 16 hour ones, they might make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Foodwise, i'm not doing very well, but i'm not worrying about it until next week.  Once I have stopped smoking for a week i'll get back to planning meals and snacks.  It doesn't help that we haven't done any groceries this week.  Big mistake!!  I'm still taking point friendly snacks to work, but it didn't help that one of the guys at work brought Tim Tams in and they were the double coated ones too!! Yummo.  I only had two, so it could have been much worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely get back to better eating once we've shopped and i'm a bit more organised.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4529658361911260685?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4529658361911260685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4529658361911260685&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4529658361911260685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4529658361911260685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/02/still-hanging-in-there.html' title='Still hanging in there.'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1311229836455256763</id><published>2007-01-31T09:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T09:13:22.126+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So I got through one whole day without smoking. Thanks for all of your comments, it's nice to know that you all have faith in me. I'm definitely going to do it this time and the support I get here definitely helps with the will power. I know how disappointed you would be if I did have a cigarette.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will also have to stay away from alcohol for a while, cos as soon as I have a drink I know i'm going to want a cigarette. Although I will probably be okay if i'm drinking with other people who don't smoke. I don't have many friends that smoke anymore, smoking is definitely on the way out isn't it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few things I forgot about the patches:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;dry mouth (this is a plus cos it means I drink more water)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;horrifically vivid dreams (bad cos it makes me tired)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sore arms for the first few days, just like when you get a tetanus injection (this passes)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the patches also make me itchy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;if you forget your patch - you're stuffed!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think i'll take the patches off when I go to bed, this could stop the dreams. I've also put a spare one in my handbag incase I ever forget to put one on in the morning.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I brought heaps of point friendly snacks to work today, carrots, rice cakes, lite cottage cheese, tomatoes, so I have no excuse to buy anything to eat that is bad for me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My weight has gone up, so i've changed my ticker.  Geez I was doing so well and now look at me.  Oh well, at least i'm still lighter than when I started 3 weeks ago!  I'll get back there, just you watch me!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So, all sorted. Here's to a successful day two (and staying away from the servo!!).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1311229836455256763?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1311229836455256763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1311229836455256763&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1311229836455256763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1311229836455256763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/so-i-got-through-one-whole-day-without.html' title=''/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8246021491617523893</id><published>2007-01-30T19:07:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T19:13:29.695+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad day</title><content type='html'>It was a very stressful day at work today. Maybe due to the fact that we're understaffed, maybe due to the fact that the phones just did not stop ringing today, maybe due to the fact that everyone who rang us today was a moron, but also maybe due to the fact that i'm trying to give up smoking and the other girls seemed to go out every five minutes today for a ciggie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing okay until I had to go to the servo to put petrol in one of the girls cars. I got the petrol and a bottle of water and then I saw the lollies, you know the ones, they sit them RIGHT beside the register and you can't miss them. They yell at you "eat me - you know you want me - we are full of colourful yummy goodness".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dammit why am I so weak?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least I didn't buy chocolate or chips, but I figure I had 10 points worth of lollies - but they were 99% fat free!! As if THAT matters. Ha ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then when I got home I had a piece of bread with corned meat and my chilli relish on it (see recipe blog for details).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I might not be smoking and it's only day one but my eating was crap today. I'll try and do better tomorrow!?!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish me luck!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8246021491617523893?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8246021491617523893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8246021491617523893&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8246021491617523893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8246021491617523893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/bad-day.html' title='Bad day'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-2170149010271811567</id><published>2007-01-30T13:32:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T13:36:08.306+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons to lose weight</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Reasons to lose weight:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be healthier&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be fitter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To sweat less (or more if i'm exercising!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be a good role model for my child&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be able to buy size 12 clothes all the time, not just the stretchy ones where I fool myself i'm  a size 12&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be able to buy nice underwear (that doesn't roll down under my muffin top tummy when I bend over or sit down)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To look good&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be more confident&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;That will do for starters.  What are your reasons?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-2170149010271811567?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/2170149010271811567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=2170149010271811567&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2170149010271811567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2170149010271811567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/reasons-to-lose-weight.html' title='Reasons to lose weight'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-112371155772267170</id><published>2007-01-29T10:57:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T11:05:42.189+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Goals</title><content type='html'>Quick goals for this week (i'm not doing very well so I am going to keep it simple).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Give up smoking TODAY (Patches ready to go)&lt;br /&gt;2.  No alcohol on school nights, minimal on weekends, try sticking to soda water or diet drinks&lt;br /&gt;3.  Try to eat properly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;# 1 and 2 are MUCH more important than # 3 this week, then i'll tackle the food issues next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have lot of crap going on in my life but ignoring my blog isn't really working for me.  I have a lot of stuff in my head that needs to be written down.  I've created a password blog for that other parlaver and i'll try and stick to weight loss issues here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for hanging around if there's anyone still reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-112371155772267170?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/112371155772267170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=112371155772267170&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/112371155772267170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/112371155772267170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/goals.html' title='Goals'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1842987833980788600</id><published>2007-01-27T18:21:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T18:23:19.786+11:00</updated><title type='text'>New recipe added</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Rbr9mbdE1WI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Lw7_KLVlC-U/s1600-h/relish.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024607170931774818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Rbr9mbdE1WI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Lw7_KLVlC-U/s200/relish.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today I made tomato and chilli relish.  See my &lt;a href="http://www.brionysrecipes.blogspot.com"&gt;recipe blog &lt;/a&gt;for the details.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1842987833980788600?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1842987833980788600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1842987833980788600&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1842987833980788600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1842987833980788600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-recipe-added.html' title='New recipe added'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Rbr9mbdE1WI/AAAAAAAAAGk/Lw7_KLVlC-U/s72-c/relish.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-6521959938823873000</id><published>2007-01-24T12:36:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T12:37:57.998+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Break</title><content type='html'>I'm going to be away for a little while.  I'll try and update weekly if I can but i'm trying to sort some stuff out and need to give the computer a rest for a little while.  It could be a week, or a month or just a few days.  Just know that i'm still reading all of your blogs when I can (lunchtimes are good) and keeping an eye on you and i'll be back as soon as I can, hopefully stronger and better than ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;B&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-6521959938823873000?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/6521959938823873000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=6521959938823873000&amp;isPopup=true' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6521959938823873000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6521959938823873000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/break.html' title='Break'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-8409163220257394627</id><published>2007-01-22T15:45:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T15:48:06.885+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Bloglines</title><content type='html'>Bloglines has dropped a few of my blogs I watch.  I was just thinking lately how so many of you are commenting but not updating your own blogs and thinking you were all having an extended blogging holiday.  Then I found out that I was wrong.  D'oh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So ..... if you think i'm being rude and not commenting that's the reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please give me time to add you back into my bloglines feeds and know that i'm not avoiding any of you.  I will attempt to get you all back on this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, if you don't hear from me, or haven't heard from me in a while, please drop me an email with your details so I can add you back on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks and a thousand apologies&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-8409163220257394627?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/8409163220257394627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=8409163220257394627&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8409163220257394627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/8409163220257394627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/bloglines.html' title='Bloglines'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-2176926655540732131</id><published>2007-01-22T10:28:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T10:33:38.230+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 15 (I think i've lost count)</title><content type='html'>Actually maybe I should call these posts "Week (insert #) cos i'm getting confused with the days now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;Week 3&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heaps of stuff going on at home that I can't talk about here.  I'm really stressed and down at the moment.  Food is going okay though and water intake is great, thanks to the damn heat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything else is crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will try to update my tracking blog so that at least i'm keeping a record somewhere of what i'm eating. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure about my weight because i'm a bit all over the place at the moment but I had another loss this week, maybe only 300 gms.  I was doing way better than that because on Saturday my morning weight was 75.8.  I will officially weigh in tomorrow morning and try to update my ticker at least.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-2176926655540732131?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/2176926655540732131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=2176926655540732131&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2176926655540732131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2176926655540732131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-15-i-think-ive-lost-count.html' title='Day 15 (I think i&apos;ve lost count)'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7580849438088107867</id><published>2007-01-18T14:23:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T14:25:05.183+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Day eleven</title><content type='html'>I have been eating very well but my water intake is lacking a bit.  Food has been excellent though, i'm hoping for another loss this week and if I can stay away from alcohol I should be okay! hehe&lt;br /&gt;Got a quote to put our dishwasher in - $1,000 - seems a bit steep to me so we may just sell the dishwasher, not sure yet.  Have to talk to DH about it.&lt;br /&gt;I'm taking DS for his second swimming lesson tomorrow morning.&lt;br /&gt;Not much else to report.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7580849438088107867?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7580849438088107867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7580849438088107867&amp;isPopup=true' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7580849438088107867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7580849438088107867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-eleven.html' title='Day eleven'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7296290708730310029</id><published>2007-01-17T09:52:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T09:57:37.231+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Day ten</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Did well yesterday until last night when I had 4 squares of chocolate. Still under points so i'm happy with that.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Went for a walk last night with DS to the park with his new bike from Santa and we both really enjoyed it.  DH couldn't come cos he had to work late but I had already told DS about going so that I wouldn't wuss out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Toilet training is going well and we only had one accident yesterday. My little man is just growing up way too fast. Who would have thought he could be toilet trained by the age of two and a half! What a champion. I had heard boys were harder to toilet train than girls, but he's doing so well and is so proud of himself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I got my new glasses yesterday, not sure whether I like them or not yet. I loved them when I tried them on in the shop, maybe I was wearing a better colour????  As Homer Simpsons would say "maybe a look a little more sophisti-ma-cated"!! hehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020765912193763698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Ra1X_vizCXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/r3dIOGSVGz8/s200/RIMG2434.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7296290708730310029?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7296290708730310029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7296290708730310029&amp;isPopup=true' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7296290708730310029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7296290708730310029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-ten.html' title='Day ten'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_o550XbyOcDE/Ra1X_vizCXI/AAAAAAAAAGM/r3dIOGSVGz8/s72-c/RIMG2434.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1160513692517291306</id><published>2007-01-16T10:05:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T10:07:21.891+11:00</updated><title type='text'>AWOL</title><content type='html'>I have to apologise for my absence.  I fell off the wagon big time, it all started with Margaritas on Friday night and kind of went downhill from there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I lost one kilo last week (this is great considering I woke up at 4.30am on Monday with a massive hangover and TTOTM had arrived too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will do better this week.  Back to tracking properly, drinking lots of water and i've packed my snacks and lunch today so i'll be fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1160513692517291306?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1160513692517291306/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1160513692517291306&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1160513692517291306'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1160513692517291306'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/awol.html' title='AWOL'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-7352073339473804661</id><published>2007-01-12T10:39:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T10:45:35.135+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Day five</title><content type='html'>Oops, took DS for his first swimming lesson this morning and I didn't eat breakfast before I left.  Big mistake.  Then we went to Maccas to get a coffee.  "Accidentally" a bacon&amp;egg muffin and a hashbrown jumped into the bag.  9 points for breakfast - damn that was stupid.  I'm having a huge salad for lunch so no points and that will make up for it hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally got a copy of Geneen Roth's book (Break free from emotional eating) from ebay.  I'm so excited and can't wait to read it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today, I just got to work so I better get started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all having a fabulous day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-7352073339473804661?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/7352073339473804661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=7352073339473804661&amp;isPopup=true' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7352073339473804661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/7352073339473804661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-five.html' title='Day five'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-2911766756305560598</id><published>2007-01-11T13:53:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T13:58:54.067+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Day four</title><content type='html'>Weight today is exactly the same as yesterday.  I guess with a 1.4 loss in two days I was worried about my weight going back up, but it hasn't (yet) and it &lt;strong&gt;won't&lt;/strong&gt; if I have anything to do with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK so I had a tossle with some cheese and bacon bread last night, naughty naughty.  But I think I won because the old me would have eaten the whole damn lot and the new me didn't so nurr to you bread!!  Also the old me would have had chips with my fish and some kind of creamy dressing but the new me had herbs, fresh ones at that, parsley, chives, coriander (that's cilantro for those of us playing from overseas), chilli and lemon juice - DEvine if I do say so myself!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have still been under points everyday, which is good while i'm not exercising but I really have to do something about that.  I'm going to clean up the house this weekend and get organised.  I'm putting the exercise bike out the back under the new awning and as of next Monday i'm doing 10 minutes a day and hopefully more, whether I "think" I have the time or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really busy at work today so must tootle off now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao for now, hope you're all well and getting skinnier by the minute.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-2911766756305560598?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/2911766756305560598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=2911766756305560598&amp;isPopup=true' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2911766756305560598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2911766756305560598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-four.html' title='Day four'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-4170886971530479636</id><published>2007-01-10T09:47:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T09:53:10.591+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Day three</title><content type='html'>This really does get easier every day, it's not like giving up smoking (which is tough for so long it's not funny), it's way easier.  I feel so much better already after only a couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, don't anyone tell &lt;a href="http://blogofkellee.blogspot.com"&gt;Kellee &lt;/a&gt;that i'm still weighing myself everyday (self-confessed scale whore here) but this morning showed another loss - 0.5 - so that's 1.4 kilos in two days - and YES Kellee I know when you read this you'll have something to say about how our weight can go up and down throughout the week yadda yadda yadda, but I cannot stop weighing myself every day but I could stop reporting on it if it upsets you that much!! hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lots of work on today so I really must stop blogging for a while and try to concentrate on getting some of that done.  I haven't done any house cleaning yet but i'm planning on doing a heap tonight because even though i'm tired and I have 'issues' they're not as bad as other people's and really I should be thankful for my life, my job, my beautiful son and the fact that I can do whatever I want if I put my mind to it.  I need to remember this and stop sweating the small stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you're all having a fantastic day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-4170886971530479636?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/4170886971530479636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=4170886971530479636&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4170886971530479636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/4170886971530479636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-three.html' title='Day three'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-6603498330472734778</id><published>2007-01-09T10:12:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T10:27:28.191+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Day two.</title><content type='html'>So I got on the scales this morning, not feeling any better or thinner and they said "77.2" - What the ????&lt;br /&gt;How can you lose 0.9 in ONE day? I think my scales are stuffed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a couple of small slip ups yesterday. I was starving when I got home, even though I had my afternoon snack at 3.45pm and I ate one piece of bread with two tiny pieces of ham on it and then I saw some pods in the cupboard and they got the better of me. At least I didn't eat the whole lot, I resisted all except 4 (I counted 2 points even though I have no idea how many points they would be, but I doubt it would be more than 2 and if any of you know any different then I don't want to know!!!). DH ate the rest and so they are no more, phew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also started making dinner as soon as I got home so I wasn't leaving eating until 8pm like we normally do. I was making salad so I ate some capsicum and carrot while I was preparing to stop me eating anything else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one was tough, I forgot how hard it was, but I know that it gets easier and that very soon i'll start having more energy and feeling much much better, I just wish it would hurry up! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning my meals and snacks REALLY helps though, it takes the indecision out of the equation. Today for lunch I brought the rest of the salad (I made enough for about 40 people!) and the leftover potato salad which I made with red onion, chives, Free french dressing, P&amp;S and a tiny amount of WW sour cream. It was yum. I also have a couple of tiny slices of ham shredded on the top. Total points for lunch will be 3 and there is heaps of salad so I will be eating forever!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're pretty busy at work so I better head off and get started.  I hope you're all having a fabulous skinny day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-6603498330472734778?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/6603498330472734778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=6603498330472734778&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6603498330472734778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/6603498330472734778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/day-two.html' title='Day two.'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-2875755593146800267</id><published>2007-01-08T10:26:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T10:27:48.719+11:00</updated><title type='text'>and so it begins ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Day one&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling pretty good and I really think i'm ready to knuckle down and get my weight sorted out. I have already had a friendly SMS reminder about my new beginning today (thanks &lt;a href="http://www.blogofkellee.blogspot.com/"&gt;Kellee&lt;/a&gt;). It's so great to have such fantastic people on my side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just worked out my 'new start' Excel spreadsheet and if I lose 500 gms per week I can get to 62 kilos by the end of August. Wow! I can't even imagine being in the 60's never mind being down that low. So I have 16 kilos to lose. Yes after being so good over Christmas and New Year and actually losing weight, I have regained those couple of kilos and then some in the last week of over-indulgence. I'm not sure how because I was walking a lot and not really eating all that much, but maybe it's fluid retention or something, fingers crossed. This morning the scales were very rude and told me that I now weigh 78.1 kilos. So I called them a bad name and said "that will be the last time I weight this much- nurr nurr".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am starting a blog for tracking my food/points, water and exercise every day. It will be pretty boring but if you want to check it out i'll link it on the side bar. I'm also going to start a recipe blog and will link that too. So, I hope that my motivation stays high and my weight goes low and I hope the same for all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-2875755593146800267?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/2875755593146800267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=2875755593146800267&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2875755593146800267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/2875755593146800267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2007/01/and-so-it-begins.html' title='and so it begins ...'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2024093259910253510.post-1329714124306427405</id><published>2006-12-10T14:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T14:20:36.643+11:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Goals'/><title type='text'>Goals for 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Current weight:  76 kilos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Goal weight:&lt;/strong&gt;  &lt;strong&gt;Somewhere between 62 and 65 kilos&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get under 75 kilos by the end of February&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get under 70 kilos by the end of July&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get under 65 kilos before Christmas 2007&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lose at least 10 kilos this year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercise&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eat well most of the time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Focus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Focus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Focus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Focus&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2024093259910253510-1329714124306427405?l=blogmark3.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/feeds/1329714124306427405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=2024093259910253510&amp;postID=1329714124306427405&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1329714124306427405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2024093259910253510/posts/default/1329714124306427405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogmark3.blogspot.com/2006/12/goals-for-2007.html' title='Goals for 2007'/><author><name>Briony</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01869610655345089131</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_o550XbyOcDE/RZmHDQENgMI/AAAAAAAAAFs/75ZCDAyA2To/s400/Brisbri.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
