Itchin' and bitchin'
Today's Weight 207.0lbs
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Hayfever is a bitch, isn't it?! All day yesterday my eyes were itching like buggery - in the end they were driving me so crazy that I had to physically restrain myself from digging the little suckers out of their sockets and stamping on the bloody things. I looked as if I'd gone ten rounds with Tyson, peering at the world through puffy red watery slits - hmmm, very attractive. Combined with the red runny nose, it's small wonder I was having to fight the fellas off with a stick all day - I must've looked a real man-magnet!
To compound my misery, after a three day hiatus, my period returned with a vengeance, catching me by surprise in the middle (of course!) of a board meeting (don'tcha just love it when that happens!), and making me more irritable and out-of-sorts than ever.
Plus my weight still hadn't dropped it's post-gammon-steak excess water, so all in all I was grouchy, itchy and seriously pissed off the whole bloody day.
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Aren't you glad today is another day? Heh heh.
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I'm a little less grouchy today, despite the fact that the scales are refusing to play ball, and I seem to be stuck on 207lbs. This water weight should have gone by now, and I'm blaming this period-from-hell for my body's stubbornness. It's hanging around longer than a pervert at a porn party, and I'm beginning to think it's decided to take up permanent residence. I guess this is the downside of PCOS - I usually only have around one period a year, so this is my body getting its own back. OK, so maybe I deserved it, but c'mon, enough, already!
By English standards, it's hot here today (around 25C/80F), and when it's this hot I'm like a fractious two year old. Unfortunately, unlike a two year old, I can't play in a nice cool paddling pool and walk around in the garden nekkid all day........well, I suppose I could but the neighbours might decide to have me arrested. So instead I have to suffer the heat, which gives me sweat rashes in all my tender fat folds and makes me feel drained and apathetic.
This evening I'll force myself to get some exercise, but for now I'll have to content myself with drinking plenty of water and sitting indoors in the cool shade. If anyone living in Greenland is reading this and wants to do a job/house swap for the duration of the summer, just let me know!
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Later...
Just got back from an hour long walk - I decided not to wait for the cool of the evening, and set off in the blazing sunshine with no water and no hat. There's no fool like an old fool...
I was walking in my new Jesus sandals , which are supposed to be hugely comfortable for all-terrain walking. Yep, I know what you're thinking - SEXY (not) - but hell, I decided now I was 40 I could afford to sacrifice style for comfort. The saleslady told me they were like walking on clouds. Yeah, right. I was only walking on tarmac, yet I got huge blisters on the ball of each foot, which burst about two miles from home so I had to squelchily hobble home as best as I could. My soles are a pulpy, bloody mess, and totally fucked! So I guess it's bike riding for me for the next couple of days, until some new skin grows over the sore patches. Looking on the bright side, I lost so much skin off the bottom of each foot that I'm SURE to have lost weight at tomorrow's weigh-in!
