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Weight Watchers week 2

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I lost a kilo!!!! How did I do that? I spent the first three days being completely anal, recording EVERYTHING. I was doing blood tests every hour, coping with low sugars because of the change in carbohydrate mixes, monitoring activity, weighing foods, driving myself nutso. Then I gave up - I was volunteering at the Audax Alpine Classic, over the long weekend, a 200 k bike ride with 2400 participants, based in the Victorian Alps. One of the joys of being a `vollie' is that they feed you. Custard tarts. I had two, and I drank a lot of red wine (after hours), and I worked and I danced and I had a great time. And I gave up counting points, and I went to the WW's meeting on Tuesday night and found that I had lost weight. last riders come in off the mountain So now I am being REALLY attentive and anal. If I could loose weight last week, what can I do if I concentrate! Stay tuned for next weeks blog.

Its a happy life

Sometimes life just gets along really nicely. Since I came home from my travels, I've been warmly welcomed back at work, managed to host the family Christmas party, successfully, sort of settled into a routine of having my brother living here, started dating a new fellow, and found my work life expanding satisfactorily. I suppose I should be careful and not tempt the djinns. The new date arrangement nearly came unstuck last weekend when I had a dose of food poisoning and threw up spectacularly all over the front cabin of his car. He was an absolute gentleman about it and put me in the shower fully dressed, then went and cleaned up all the mess in the car. I hope I'm not tempting the djinns at work. I'm working on a new project which is coming together really well, and I'm really enjoying it, AND getting pats on the back from the boss. Even better than this, I seem finally to be making better relationships with my workmates and feeling comfortable in my position. Its n

Oh Oh - Weight watchers

This is something I've been putting off for years. Even before I became a type 1 diabetic, I was always a solid girl. Never obese, but always just above the healthy weight range. I've always said that if I was a horse, I'd be a shetland pony, able to survive harsh winters by digging in the snow for dead plant roots. Lately I've been increasingly frustrated with my creeping weight gain, as the hard work done in the late 1990's when I got back down to a size 12 (which is near anorexic for me), came undone and I climbed back to a size 16. I do a fair bit of exercise and I eat good low GI stuff, but I eat a bit too much fat, not enough vegies and I like a drink.... Ho Hum A couple of weeks ago a friend challenged me to come to Weight Watchers with her. One of the reasons I've put this off is that for the last 26 years, I've lived on a restricted diet, anyway. I've had to track what I eat, keep records and test my blood glucose levels 6 - 8 times a day. Why w