curiouser and curiouser

Yesterday begins the cold weather.
Everybody has shifted from hating Raymond, to hating autumn.

Piked on pump class owing to the premiere of Alice in Wonderland clashing with my gym schedule(we all know how obsessed I am with Lewis Carroll) but did manage a seriously lengthy cross trainer session, complete with dancing, and guess what, I DIDN'T nearly fall off. Molerose 1 Dilpickle 0.

... I did actually fall off the previous day though.. It was such a good song I wouldnt have done it justice unless I let go of the handles...

Speaking of letting go of the handles, I have noticed a sliiiiiight shift in my work attire.. the kind of slight change where you are unsure whether you are losing weight, or you just havent washed your clothes for a while. I will find out tomorrow when my business suit goes through the drier.

I am a boat against the current, pretty sure its not supposed to go in the drier.

The old Apples vs Shortbread dilemma.
Solution. Both. How do you like them apples?

I did the old 'perfect until 5pm' trick yesterday. For a practitioner I sure know how to muff an eating plan, big time. Breakfast ticked all the boxes, low GI, low GL, low CHO, low fat, low cal, low sodium, high/ish monounsaturated fats, vegetables, high fibre, wholegrains, dairy, high protein and best of all, high in taste which is a rare combination. One of my clients, Bruce, he's a top Aussie fella, couldnt get more ocker, his mantra is 'if it tastes good, its no good forya'. Anyway, I was stoked on my efforts until 3pm when I decided instead of my planned lunch, I would deviate from the schedule and make brown basmati rice with corn and tuna.. Not the end of the world.. What was the end of the world was Mad Jono scoring me tickets to Alice in Wonderland in 3D on opening night. I squealed like Oliver watching a Bruce Willis film, grabbed an apple, and one tiny bit of shortbread and ran out the door. What ensued is so horrific I refuse to divulge. Lets just say the only handles i'll be letting go of are the handles on the elliptical trainer.. It looks like the 'handles' i'm keenest to be rid of are here to stay for another few days at least as my body recovers and rids itself of the horror I unleashed on my gastrointestinal tract. Oh the horror. Who would have thought batting your eyelashes and using impeccable manners could score you so many free cakes..? Mae West. I bet she knew about the flirting for cakes thing.

An ounce of performance is worth pounds of promises.
Mae West

Cultivate your curves - they may be dangerous but they won't be avoided.
Mae West

I generally avoid temptation unless I can't resist it.
Mae West

I never worry about diets. The only carrots that interest me are the number you get in a diamond.
Mae West

Came home. Disappointed in my efforts and so perplexed and thrilled by Alice's adventures in underland I decided it was time for Bec Melrose's adventures in blunderland, the sequel.

More horrific details ensued, details I care not to divulge.

Today. I wake up. I have had one glass of water. It is 9.35am and I am proud to say I have not screwed up yet!

PLAN. Breakfast, yog up the street, run errands, come home, elliptical trainer, cook lunch, more trainer whilst watching dance and replicating the moves on trainer, eat an apple, get dressed, probably try to learn the moves from a Justin Timberlake film clip and go to the city feeling fresh and energised ready for Emily's birthday dinner at...

wait for it..

The place that still does kidsworks on George St.

Oh the frivolity of my schedule.

Peas Corn and Carrots x


"Well, in out country," said Alice, still panting a little, "you'd generally get to somewhere else -- if you ran very fast for a long time, as we've been doing."
"A slow sort of country!" said the Queen. "Now, here, you see, it takes all the running you can do, to keep in the same place. If you want to get somewhere else, you must run at least twice as fast as that!"
(Through the Looking Glass, Chapter 2)