Sad day really, I’ve been a member of the same gym for almost as long as I had a mortgage. It lasted a couple of houses and several relationships, it was probably the most stable thing I had, but it was time to go. Times change. I’ve aged. My requirements have changed. I used to go almost daily, going between bouts of cardio and weights. Drove there, spent an hour running on a treadmill and then drove home again. Several years ago there were roadworks blocking it off, so since then I walked to it, for years. Other bits of life and other interests have just got in the way. I was down to just doing two classes a week and one of them keeps being cancelled. It just wasn’t worth paying the membership for one class. Summer is coming up, when generally I’d frequent it less anyway. Maybe in the winter my feelings will change and I’ll join up again, but for the moment I will just pay for any classes that I do.

So last night I had Chardonnay, it was a bit woody to be honest, but guess it made a bit of a change. I didn’t go mad, limited to what I was going to drink. I would rate the sleep as ‘average’, rather than ‘good’, but it’s far better than ‘none’. I’d still like to cut it down by another quarter, but that will be next week. I’ll stick to where I am for now. That will then mean I’m consuming less that two pints a night during the working week. Some may considerer that ‘too much’, for me it’s not, and what’s more it’s probably sustainable, which is what I’m after. Time will tell.

So yesterday I did a lot of exercise. I mean a lot. Walked both dogs, walked into town which was around eight miles, then cycled ten miles and walked the dog again for a few more. All to build up my deficit. Then I ate very little and drank a lot. What’s more, I didn’t really enjoy it. I wish I’d stuck to the larger now as I didn’t really enjoy the wine. I think from now on I won’t mix, just stick to one or the other. I have wine for tonight, but not silly amounts, just as a depressant to slow my brain down a bit.

So had to give up on the lager thing, mainly as downing four cans just before you go to bed means you are up all night pissing. So back to wine, also wine is less calories. I am still off the cheese though. And with very strict calorie control the amount of booze has come down as well. Continuing to ‘Ebay my life’, with a few more sales this week. If I can shift four items a week I reckon a few years should clear everything.

Yesterday I was in a strange building in a foreign land. There was a giant sign saying ‘Baby change facility’. Always wondered if you could take in a particularly ugly baby and exchange it for a prettier one. ‘Oh, but the ugly duckling turns into the beautiful swan’, ‘You’ve got no bloody chance love’.

Anyway, first appointment of the day was at the STI clinic, they sent me a text confirmation and everything, turned up, no record. Good to see they buggered it up again, same time next week it is.

Oddly the second appointment of the day which I was far more nervous about than getting stabbed several times with a needle went without a hitch. Straight in on time, took about three minutes and all over.

Today was a real hash. For reasons I’m not going into I had to make a mad dash out and then an emergency appointment for tomorrow. All will become clear later, actually it’s just remove remove a bit of stress that could come laster. Anyway, this afternoon, little journey out to what turned out to be a nice lady to give an hours tutorial on Ableton. It was a success, well, I didn’t cock anything up. Weather she has learned anything or not is another matter, I think she found it all a bit overwhelming to be honest. Never mind, she’s paid, hopefully she’ll book again.

Tomorrow I have two appointments, the first one is at the STI clinic, it’s just a routine check, joys of being on PrEP, not that I’ve actually had much action recently.

First official night off the wine and cheese, fine so far, mind you I did end up working making up for lost time until almost the end of the day anyway.

So now everything socially is out of the way, well apart from one outing I can concentrate on my diet. So this week I’ve bought no wine, well okay the house is full of it, but not the cheap shit I buy from Aldi to drink during the week. And also no more cheese. I’ve got pretty much bang on four weeks to lose around seven pounds, bit of a tall order but a lot of that at the moment is just bloat. So full on exercise and watch what I eat, more importantly watch what I drink. I log everything anyway just to terrify myself constantly. Banning booze completely I know doesn’t work. So I can drink what I like (which will be lager as, as I said, no wine and I don’t do spirits at home) providing I can leave a four hundred calorie deficit at the end of the day, there is already a two hundred calorie deficit in the app (MyFitnessPal) so with the six hundred total it should hammer through the weight. The exercise goals are never an issue, I’ve done over a thousand calories today alone. So I have half a bottle of wine and two slices of cheese left, when it’s gone, it’s gone. Lets see how it goes.

So Friday at last minute (and due to a post by my ex. husband’s husband) I ended up booking a cheap ticket down at the Bristol Hippodrome for ‘The Wizard of Oz’. It was okay, ‘Wicked’ is far better, but the more annoying thing was that although I had a seat quite near the front in the stalls, in front was a giant bloke with a giant head. I spent the bulk of the time switching between looking one side of the other of it. Still not bad for thirteen quid.

Also I got my ‘birthday bus pass’ yesterday. Gives you free bus travel for the whole month, I like that.

So today I spent far too many hours charging up batteries and testing model helicopters. I’ve decided to sell the lot as they’ve just sat on a shelf for years gathering dust. They are quite cool, but harder to fly than the real thing (and yes I can fly the real thing). So I’m continuing to ‘eBay my life’. I have so much to get shot of and not really that long to do it in.