Slowly, slowly...

I like that I'm slowly seeing improvement and change. I weighed in a little less again today, and am now sitting on just under 6kg loss in just under 5 weeks. Its not as high as I had hoped, and if this is the rate I continue at, then I definitely don't think that I will make my goal of 25kg by June... but I'm working hard, and thats whats important... right?

Honestly, its hard making time to work out. This is my(Mon - Fri) day:

Up at around 5-5.30am to work out for 30-60 minutes
Get ready for work, get Riley ready
Drop Riley at daycare, drive 45-60 mins (depending on traffic) to work
Work from 8.15 - 5.30 (ocassionally finish early)
Drive 45-60 mins home
Cook dinner, clean up
Bathe Riley and spend an hour putting him to bed (Devil child at bedtime!)
Work on wedding invitations until god knows what time
Sleep, usually about 6 hours (if Ri doesn't wake up and come to our bed)

Of course, some days, some of that sleep time is spent lying awake, frustrated, because I'm thinking about the state of my eyes, when my next surgery will be, having to take time off work when I've only just started... its beserk, and I think this eye stuff is a big trigger for bad depression days.

I'm barely spending any time with Matt, especially when he has a late and doesn't get home til 10.30 at night...  and honestly, half the time I think the only energy I have during the day is coming from my morning workout! I'm thanking my lucky stars that I deleted fb - I don't have the time or energy for the drama that seems to revolve around it... and it'd cut into my ebaying for wedding stuff time ;)


Anyway - that wasn't the point of this post! Yesterday was a naughty day, with a burger and chips at the cinemas for dinner... then popcorn and diet coke. Its been a month since I've eaten any of that junk, and it made me feel so ill! We got home, and I was sick. Literally sick. Gross.

Felt much better this morning after a few hours sleep, and hit the bike - 20km on the bike, doing intervals of "slow" and "flat out" cycling, then 1km jogging on the treadmill. I don't jog or run, ever, so that was BIG for me. I'm determined to have lost another 12kg by my birthday - 7 and a half weeks.

Ok, thats probably not going to happen... thats 1.6kg a week! But... I can only try.