where did she go?

When I was in London last week, I used a tube station I haven't been to for years. Took me back to how I was then, and who I was waiting for - the person I thought was the Love of My Life. Actually, he probably was and a little corner of my heart will always belong to him, but he was never interested in me, when I got up all my courage and asked him out I got the 'like you as a friend' routine.

But the main thing I remember is how scared I was. Back then I think I was scared of everything, scared all the time. I know I still get scared of things now, but I'm not scared of my whole life, like I was back then.

So it got me thinking about my life, and the way everything's turned out. And so did going back to studying chemistry. I feel a little silly and a little regretful that I didn't learn this stuff properly when I had the chance, the first time round at university. But then I think, if I'd've stayed and got my degree and got a job and a mortgage and a husband, I'd be going quietly insane in some suburban hell.

Instead I got thrown out of university, had a twisty turny life path, met some fantastic people, learnt a whole load of stuff, go policitics, and most importantly I got R & O. So now I go noisily insane in cyberspace bwahaaahahahahahah.

poor little boy

Aww, my poor O. He's had a temperature and been vomitting, and spent the day in bed. He got up for a bit this evening to watch the wildlife programmes, one about elephants and one about Ants.

Then I put him back to bed, but he woke up an hour later, feverish and raving about the ants in his bedroom. Awww.

my week

Finished my maths course, started my chemistry course, had a cold, looked after O with a cold, lost 2 lb, fell in love with green tea

lycra & sadness

First real bike ride in ages today, and it wasn't very long. 10 mile round trip to visit CB, whose bad knee is still stopping her cycling. Wore a black armband in memory of the four North Wales cyclists killed while out on a club ride last week.

Have started back at FatClub - going to a different meeting as my last leader was pretty bobbins really. I hate having to go to FatClub (and pay for it!) but I think it's the only way I can keep focussed on weight loss. My stats might make a reappearance in the side bar soon, also I need to spring clean my blog roll.

back(ish)

Happy New Year. Back home from Ireland, back to work, back to fat club. I reckon, last year I did the excercise thing, the year before I did the eating thing, maybe this year is the year I can get them both going. Oh and work on the bingeing thing too. But don't know how much blogging there will be for a while, am busy with trying to fit it all in, plus work, study and obssess about Celebrity Big Brother. Some kind of service will be restored sometime.