hmmm pattern forming here? haven't even logged on for a week so lets start from last Sunday.

I went to the movies & we went to our fav burger joint first, I opted just for some hot chippies, was totally saving myself for the popcorn lol!! Well, Ironman was awesome, the company was great & the popcorn divine.... did I eat to much popcorn? Hell yes. Did my brain know I was eating too much ... yup. Did I feel powerless to stop it... well lets just say that I rationalised that by eating popcorn I was soaking up some of my full bladder so that I din't have to get up 1/2 way through the movie to pee..lol.. Well after the movies we went to a little cafe called 3monkeys. It was pretty awesome, again I think because of the company & of course the chai tea which comes in a soup bowl.. nice... just like a warm hug in a cup or in this case, a bowl.

Now here's where the awesomeness starts to end.... the great company had gotten sick the week before but it was ironman & we'd all booked those tickets like a month ago so there was no way that we weren't going so Tuesday I wake up with a sore throat... then I sneezed... hmmmm.

Wednesday & Thursday were my day shifts at work & I snuffled my way through them. Felt pretty crap but I do seem to think that people need me more than they really do. Friday night I went to work & mind you, i'm pretty much reduced to eating soup & yoghurt by this stage & even that is just to make sure I eat something. Saturday night I decided to take off work so I went & saw my doctor who told me lots of bed rest, fluids etc... basically what Justin had told me since Tuesday afternoon.... I watched some tv movies & then I slept for over 12 hrs & boy do I feel better for it. still have my cold but it's slowly receding. pyjamas & ugg boots ftw!!

In amongst all the snuffling I did go to my meeting & lost 1.1 kg so now down to 86.6 (wooooot), however my apetite is coming back & I have eaten a whole packet of tim tams & made home made pizza last night... I feel heavier... but I was sooo sick of soup. lol. we'll see who wins this battle next week... my tummy or the scales... what was that saying I heard the other day... starve a fever feed a cold.... hmmmm. well fever is gone & I don't want to starve but no more feeding (thank god I finished my Tim Tams)