My days this week have consisted of travelling an hour to work, working, travelling an hour home, going to the gym (or doing more work), eating dinner, preparing meals for the next day, then going to bed. I think the fact that I eat a meal before leaving work means I'm not starving when I get home, so I'm able to get changed and go out again to the gym without too much trouble. [Rob has just added 'and you don't bite your husband's head off when you get home'. LOL]
I got up the same time as usual on Saturday but went to the hairdresser instead of work. It was so nice to sit and do nothing apart from read magazines for a couple of hours. For the first time in ages I've had lowlights put in, so now I'm more brunette than blonde. It's closer to my natural hair colour, so less regrowth to deal with, and my hair looks a lot healthier.
Finally got to have a sleep-in this morning but have spent the rest of the day giving the house a bit of a tidy and sorting through a few things before we move. I've also been playing nurse to Rob, who is having problems with his eye again.
My body has been up to its usual weight-loss tricks this week. No change for ages, then a big drop:
average 61.9, down 0.9 on week 1.
Read 'Of Whooshes and Squishy Fat' to find out more about this phenomenon.
This week my aim is to continue being consistent with my training, walking and eating. AND to drink a litre of water between getting up and my first meal (that's not as extreme as it may sound since I don't break my fast until noon or 1pm).