It's Australia Day today, the day that Aussies everywhere celebrate all things Aussie. All through my little village there are flags, silly hats, huge inflatable thongs (Jandals), boardies, bikinis, towels and t-shirts with the Aussie flag. I jumped on the bandwagon last night and bought an Aussie flag bikini because it was too cute and there was one size 14 left! I'm not wearing it by itself in public just yet as I feel I'm still a bit flabby for that (and it would be indecent exposure of my semi-toned but very white stomach), but I've also acquired an "I love AUS" singlet which I'm wearing with pride.
I celebrated with a 5.30am start, as I was a TO in transition at my club race this morning. 11 people were reminded and warned not to unclip their helmet chin straps before racking their bikes, one was reminded and warned not to un-rack his bike before he put his helmet on, one received a piece of friendly advice to not ride a bike through transition (first timer), and three wetties were zipped up. It was cold, raining and windy, but I had a great morning - even if I couldn't race.
I came home with a large skinny latte, and have whirlwinded my way through tidying and cleaning the kitchen and "office". I've still got the lounge, bedroom and bathroom to go, but there are plenty of hours left in the day and to be honest, I'd love a BBQ snag sanga with some dead horse (sausage sizzle, Kiwis). I ended up having fish and pasta for lunch. The snag can wait until dinner I think, and even then it may well be a free range chicken sausage or two cooked on the George Foreman with wholegrain bread and dead horse. LOL.
I also have to get some study done today. I was going to go and do the washing, but it's nearly 4pm and I think I need a nap. I'm not allowed to train until the weekend, and only then providing my discomfort and bruising has settled. Speaking of bruising, here are some photos of my bruises. Thanks to the local Emergency Department for supplying said bruises:
The bruising on my left wrist (photo on the left) is so bad and painful that I can't swim, lift weights or position myself on my bike. I've had to take my ICE ID off, because it's so swollen. As for the bruising on my right forearm (photo on the right), well, it's just gross AND painful. I'm now telling people that I fell off my bike, because I'm sick of having to explain the incompetence of medical professionals, and of being told to leave the bastard who did this to me and who should be locked up (by three ladies in the supermarket over the past four days).
Bruising and aches and pains aside, I've had time to sort out the house and organise things and clean and tidy and plan my next 29 weeks of training before Yeppoon. Phew. It's been a busy couple of weeks with hospital and doctors visits, work experience, study, no training and living on Up & Go. I'm back eating solid food today, so hopefully I don't regret it tomorrow or later tonight. I haven't been able to eat much in the way of solid food for the past ten days, because when I do, it hurts me 20 minutes later. Now it's harden up time, and I'm just going to get on with it.
And did I mention the microwave blew up last Saturday while I was taking a nap? Oh yeah. I woke up from the nap and went to get a drink from the fridge. The light was off in the fridge - annoying, but hardly life threatening. I looked at the clock on the microwave and it was lights out there too. I went to the fuse box and found the circuit breaker had tripped so I flicked it back. The fridge came back on but the microwave didn't. I plugged it into a couple of different power outlets but it was still dead. I have a replacement coming on Monday from the rental company, so only more days to go!
I'm at the new gym tomorrow night (Thursday), plus Saturday and Sunday for three more training shifts - my official start date is still Monday 31st January and I'm very, very excited. Being at the gym doesn't feel like work. I remember this feeling from when I was doing my Cert III work experience in NZ. Even cleaning treadmills is fun, so I guess I'll never work another day in my life because I truly love it. I'm a completely different person there too - not timid and indecisive; I'm outgoing, gregarious, assertive, confident and way more fun!
I also procured a new WW pedometer and was stoked to learn that I did 11,000-odd steps yesterday without really trying (and having sat on my butt for about seven hours of the working day). I lost another 500g last week, and will be interested to see what my scales say this coming Sunday. Mine are 200g out though, and I know this for a fact as I've weighed myself a couple of times at home then gone straight to the doctor's office and been 200g lighter in the same clothes. It will be interesting to see how many steps I do when I'm working at the gym, and also on days off when I'm not sitting on my butt all day long!
Time for that nap I think, my eyes are starting to close.
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