Fuck sake. Busy. You dont know the meaning of the word.

I feel as if Ive not had time to sit this week.

ANYHOO.

Joined the gym at the Thistle Hotel, Paul joined with me. Have resolved to go as often as possible, went yesterday. Went today. Had a good work out, burned 550 calories according to the wee carie counter thingy on the machines.

32 minutes on cross trainer on "weight loss program"
10 minutes on Bike on "weight loss program"
10 minutes on Treadmill on "walking like a bastard programme"
and 5 minutes on the rower. Either I dont like that much or my legs were tired from the cross trainer.

and then some weights on lowest weight setting and some reps until I felt tired.

That was after a 12 hour day at work (office only today), so I didnt get home till 9. Im shattered, and thats what the rest of my week is going to look like. Im ready for bed as I type. What else. Oh aye, food. Im doing Paul McKennas I can Make you thin. Seems to be working, If only that I need to develop a more relaxed relationship woth food. Need to stop obsessing. Today I had

2 weetabix with skimmed milk and a small banana
carrot and butterbean soup and 2 pieces of bread, an apple
a banana and a apple pre gym
a slice of bread and marge, 4 sausages, an egg and 2 pieces of bacon.
and now a cup of tea and a yoghurt.

Need to go, I have more news but Pauls nagging me to go play PC games,

later