It’s not been a good day!
Actually, I am just being a dramatic hormonal bitch…as it’s been a very good day in some ways! 😉
My day has been filled with little irritations. So little that I can’t even remember them all. I am not usually one to sweat the small stuff as I have too much big stuff going on – but today has seen me muttering all sorts of obscenities!
The word ‘numbskull’ made Mr WLB chuckle as I shouted it at a cyclist who pottered across a busy road…using his feet to scoot himself along the ground, wearing no helmet, no hi-viz gear…and not really in much of a hurry either. Now the hi-viz and helmet issue is a contentious one. Personally, I would wear it. I would never dream of riding my horse without a helmet or hi-viz…and a bike is no different in my opinion. No, the bike doesn’t have the ability to rear or spook at a leaf on the ground…but there are some dickhead drivers who are unpredictable enough to counteract the skill of the cyclist. And I am not a skilled cyclist at all. In fact, I ride like a tortoise trying to wade through peanut butter…so I need all of the help I can get!
So the shoddy way in which this guy crossed the road pissed me off.
Then I had to deal with an eejit who decided it would be great fun to drive right up my arse. So I took my foot off the accelerator and slowed right down for quite some time…it was quite a fun moment seeing him gesturing at me to speed up! 🙂
Then Mr WLB wanted to go and buy juices. Veggie juices. This is despite the fact that we paid hundreds of £££s recently for our very own juicer so that he could improve his health. He wanted me to drive him across town so that we could pay someone else to juice vegetables for him. I drove him there…this was when the ‘nobjockey’ word was unleashed.
The gym was a highlight. Except that it seemed to be full of schoolgirls initially. It was a bit strange. I got on the rower and it seemed as if they wanted to play ‘race the fat girl’. I am not ashamed to say that I obliged. I was only supposed to be warming up for my training session…but went a bit OTT to prove a point. But prove it I did! 😉
I had another great PT session today. I think it cleared my sinuses and I am hoping that I will feel better when I wake up in the morning.
Then it was a visit to the shops. Mr WLB and I had an argument about weighing scales. He wants to buy some for the bathroom to keep a track of his training…to make sure he is fuelling himself well for his cycling. Now at 6’1 and 12st…he’s not in the slightest bit overweight. He does not need to keep track of his weight…he needs to keep track of his waistband. The last time we had scales in the house they sent me crazy. I ended up weighing myself before meals, after meals, after going to the bathroom, before bed, in the morning, before a binge, after a binge…the best thing I ever did was get rid of scales. So I don’t want them in the house. But he didn’t want to listen to my reasoning…instead I am ‘unreasonable and controlling’ apparently. I don’t mind being called unreasonable or controlling – if it means I keep my sanity and keep making weight loss progress and battle my eating disorder demons. The stupid thing is that he has gym membership…the gym has two sets of rather snazzy scales…fecking use them! 🙂
He did apologise eventually. He knows that I am far from unreasonable and am not controlling. I think I might have reminded him how lucky he was to have me…and I think the word ‘cunt’ might have been used somewhere along the lines. We both just ended up laughing about it – as we always do.
I will end it there I think. I am clearly hormonal and irritated today – roll on my meeting with the specialist. Actually, I think my cold has more to do with it than anything else…they make me short-tempered and I turn into a baby!
Do you know what else pisses me off…just before I go?! Those scented stick things. They really fecking irritate me. I actually quite like them – but they irritate me because they remind me of my old boss. She used to have them in her office, and I loved the smell of them until she started to grind me down…and then I wanted to poke her fecking eyes out with those sticks…or shove them up her nostrils…or arse. The meetings I had with her made me smile – I wonder if she had any idea what I was thinking?! They can smell quite nice – but some of them emit rancid stingy throat scents that burn your eyes. I am sure she used them only to cover up the hangover scent of two bottles of red consumed the previous evening! 😉
Right, that really is it!
Today’s food looked like this…
Breakfast: Pickled beetroot, smoked salmon scrambled egg, wilted spinach, and cherry tomatoes.
Lunch: Chicken, red onion, mushroom, and spinach curry with shed loads of chilli!
Dinner: Chicken tikka ‘pizzas’ with salad (2 x HEA and 2 x HEB).
Snacks: Grapes and a Trek bar (12 syns).
Exercise: 1500m row to warm up and 60 minutes PT.
Thank you for reading,
Weight Loss Bitch xxx
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