ooooo post number 99 today. don't expect an epic 100th its going to be weigh in....
It's just gone 8.30am, already up, showered and breakfast. Early for me... I don't surface til 9 usually and I think that's frickin' early. But our dog has a water infection, bless her, and needs to be let outside every 10 minutes so I got like 4 hours sleep. It's pissing it down constantly here so every time she comes back she has to be towel dried and apparently *I* am the only one who can hear her crying to get out... which is funny because I sleep right next to my sister and I know she hears... *rant over*
It does not feel like July. Storms again last night and torrential downpours are due all weekend so it looks like the workouts are going to be wii orientated. (I really hate my local gym now. Manchester's gym is tooooooo awesome). I was talking to fellow blogger big_mummy and said if I don't lose this week after these last two awesome weeks of being super on it I am going to chop off my leg. I figure I lose a lot of weight right there and then the hopping will increase it further.... I AM SERIOUS.
Besides not really doing much since I got back from Manchester I just feel like I am waiting for weigh in. My mind is constantly thinking have I? I've worked hard I should lose but I bet I won't. Can't wait til I just know. Visually the belly is changing a lot but I am not feeling a loss. Maybe (big_mummy suggested) it is because I am no longer checking everyday on the scales so waiting longer for progress feels no progress.
Also I would like to do a shout out... check out this amazing lady if you don't already. I am so frickin' happy (super jealous of) for her this week. She inspires me a lot and I love reading what shes got to say. LEARNING TO BE LESS.
(small note: some people asked about Manchester. I live there while I study at uni but have come home for the summer to Durham to save money while my flatmate comes back from her round the world trip. Manchester = big awesome city Durham = tiny sleepy villages)