Back to normal
December 9th 2002 -
Back to normal, briefly
Let’s see – the book has finished (the first draft), Jen & Marco have taken off for Adelaide after a fun-filled couple of days, Anna has arrived back from her trip to Melbourne, and I’ve hit my target weight of 88 kilos, so the no-sugar no-dairy diet is officially finished (until I hit 90 kilos again). Also, work is escalating towards a dead-line this week, so I’m having to work late again… it’s just like back at Baltimore! When Baltimore was still good. This is unlikely to last longer than a week, as Anna and I are off to Brisbane and then Townsville after that, for two weeks of holidays.
Sugar! Free!
Yep, I hit 88 kilos on Saturday afternoon – I had a big unpleasant dream about sugar on Friday night, then woke up Saturday morning to find that I was at 88.3 kilos. It was a fairly simple bit of exercise and not-eating-anything and bam, there I was, sub-88 kilos, and the no-sugar diet officially over. I went out and got a bottle of coke and a caramel slice, and… well… they were a let-down. A big let-down. As much as I was craving it, the sugar wasn’t actually all that satisfying when I got it. The coke wasn’t particularly cold, and was a bit syrupy. A couple of hours later, the caffeine/sugar rush was beginning to feel bad – muscles tensing up, slight buzzing sensation. I have a low tolerance for caffeine at the best of times, but after a single bottle of coke, I was bouncing off the walls and grinding my teeth. No good! I haven’t had any since, and I’m not sure if I’ll get back into the habit of drinking it again, at least for a while. Eugh.