Angry

I am pissed off. At the weather. At my country. but most of all, at myself.

The weather sucks. It's hit that really awful time in Canberra where in those last couple of weeks before Spring the weather hits completely rock bottom. Sunny days, with freezing cold winds. And I mean LITERALLY freezing.

My country....Sheesh. Election night last night and I am in a state of disbelief that, in my humble opinion, a complete tosser, namely Tony Abbot may be the new leader of our country. Frigging embarrassment. Not that I necessarily believe that Julia Gillard would be a whole lot better, in fact I'm willing to let you all know that I voted for The Greens, but Tony Abbot?? Oh dear God no!!!

And last but not least myself. I have been on this little quest for nearly two months and I have lost a whopping 1.6kg's. Could I be more pissed off with myself???? No. Could I be more disappointed in myself??? Nope. Am I being to harsh on myself??? Not in my opinion.

Last week I did 5 days on the treadmill, 2km's each go. Thursday I did nothing, admittedly, and Friday I did a thirty minute walk whilst pushing the pram ( I consider this a form of resistance training). So I'm thinking it's probably not my OUTPUT that's the big issue here, must be the INPUT. I need to get my shit together starting right now.

So, in closing it might be more like Twenty in Six now, but that's still a great start on my path. It'd get me well under 100kg's which for me would be awesome.

Please, please, please don;t give up on me just yet. I haven't given up on myself.....yet.

J