boobs, pacts, dogs and sick bags

i was in slovakia for two weeks. i ate as if i was never going to eat ever again and as if i never ate before. however, i walked a lot. we were taking care of barinko, my dog and he woke us up at about nine (eight english time) and he needed to be walked four times a day. i never walked him in the morning cause mark was lovely enough to go and walk him on his own. i also walked everywhere and i had stuff to do every day so i was a lot more active. all this resulted in me coming back to england the same weight as when i was leaving. i was surprised as i did expect at least 3 kilo gain. but thankfully, no gain.

i brought a cold with me too. the plane journey was painful, especially the landing in manchester. i felt as if there was a thousand needles sticking in my ears and every time i sneezed, yawned or godforbid blew my nose, two daggers stabbed the inside of my ears. after twenty minutes of this i felt so sick i grabbed a sick bag and was actually sick. it was so embarrassing. it was such a smooth landing as well. and i was sick right after the plane touched the tarmac. i've never been sick on a plane before.
i kinda recovered a bit after that, wasn't sick on the way home in the taxi. rested at home for a bit, went to tesco cause we had no food. no problems on the way there. on the way back however, i felt sick. mark couldn't stop the car cause we were just in the roadworks area on a motorway so i had to be sick out of the window while mark was still driving. i don't want to know what the poor guy in the car behind us must have been thinking!

while we were in slovakia, mark suggested i should only weigh myself every four weeks when we get back to england. and i agreed!!!! i was bad and weighed myself yesterday and it showed i've lost half a kilo since we came back (must be the illness, i was sick yesterday too) but i will really try not to weigh myself until the official day. the idea behind it is that i will have to eat well and exercise for quite a long period and that way i won't stop doing what i'm doing just because i've put on 0.2kg from one day to the next. and, i will see bigger loss than if i weighed myself every week. hopefully.

i'm really going to push the weight loss now because i'm having a boob job on 14th june. so i will try to lose as much weight as i can before then. by then my hair will have grown a bit too so i should look much better overall. so, my motives are clear. now i need to get over this cold/flu/whatever it is and then i can start exercising. i'm eating well already though :)