<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278</id><updated>2011-05-19T15:30:20.830+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Self/Image</title><subtitle type='html'>One should eat to live, not live to eat. - Moliere </subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>74</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108621658331221121</id><published>2004-06-03T00:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-06-03T00:50:42.163+02:00</updated><title type='text'>moving-moving-moving</title><summary type='text'>This blog has now officially moved into it's new home at http://www.zanittahay.com (riiiight here), please update your links as needed, see you there ;). This page will remain as long as blogger permits it for archives, but nothing new.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108621658331221121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108621658331221121' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108621658331221121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108621658331221121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/06/moving-moving-moving.html' title='moving-moving-moving'/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108526985000624347</id><published>2004-05-23T01:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-23T01:50:50.006+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>My new baby</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108526985000624347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108526985000624347' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108526985000624347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108526985000624347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/05/my-new-baby.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108444428718016939</id><published>2004-05-13T12:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-13T12:31:27.180+02:00</updated><title type='text'>New Layout</title><summary type='text'>ooooo, aaaahhhh.I liked Marilyn, really I did. I'd also sworn to always make my own templates, even if they didn't look as good.But the new blogger ones are so pretty.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108444428718016939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108444428718016939' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108444428718016939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108444428718016939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/05/new-layout.html' title='New Layout'/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108393254211656430</id><published>2004-05-07T14:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-07T14:35:04.826+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Although I didn't mention it in my last post, I did change my stats to show I was back up to 94kg. Blah.I think the trick was to get back in 'the Zone'. Everybody gets there at some point, the moment when they're going strong, losing the weight, feeling great about it and ignoring the cravings. It's the high of eating plan cycle. My problem was that once my loss got to a pretty steady rate of 1</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108393254211656430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108393254211656430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108393254211656430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108393254211656430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/05/although-i-didnt-mention-it-in-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108352414248722501</id><published>2004-05-02T20:55:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-05-02T21:09:26.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've noticed that when I'm not eating too well, I avoid my blog. It's kind of like when I was in sixth form and hadn't done the homework, avoidance is the key. Don't step on the scale, don't make eye contact.Hmm.. the vending machines have begun to control me. I have had an excuse, I've been working on my essay, nothing but me, the computer room, and the vending machine.But you know what? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108352414248722501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108352414248722501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108352414248722501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108352414248722501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/05/ive-noticed-that-when-im-not-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108271939153502483</id><published>2004-04-23T13:23:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-23T13:27:51.983+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So I thought I'd try this Immediate Challenge. 'Cause, y'know, all the cool kids are doing it.There's one slight modification in my case though; I'm going to try and keep on it until my birthday on May 18th. I've been finding this weight-loss gig more difficult of late, so I could go with the kick start.Today is day 8 of good eating. I have stickers.I am sooooo ready.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108271939153502483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108271939153502483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108271939153502483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108271939153502483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/04/so-i-thought-id-try-this-immediate.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108224119179013138</id><published>2004-04-18T00:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-18T00:37:12.576+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yes Kristen, still on track ;).I will stay on plan until my birthday, I will will will.Also; toying with the idea of not weighing myself unti then, but don't know if my willpower is strong enough to keep me off the scale.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108224119179013138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108224119179013138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108224119179013138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108224119179013138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/04/yes-kristen-still-on-track.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108196282696197004</id><published>2004-04-14T19:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-14T19:18:31.560+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, trying really really hard not to jinx myself in saying this, but I think I may be back on track.(Waits a moment for lightening to strike before moving on)Yesterdays eating was on track, today's has been fine too. I decided not to weigh myself this week because I have a feeling that I'd be heavier (and after the last few weeks no wonder!), so rather than have that screw with my head I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108196282696197004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108196282696197004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108196282696197004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108196282696197004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/04/ok-trying-really-really-hard-not-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108168282568223184</id><published>2004-04-11T13:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-11T13:39:04.576+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Yesterday I binged. In fact, I didn't just binge, I Binged.Nary a fruit or vegetable was seen all day (unless you count the slice of tomato on my bacon cheese-burger. No? Didn't think so). I went grocery shopping and bought all the healthy stuff on my list, then added to it a box of chocolates, a big-ass pack of biscuits, and a 100g bar of chocolate.And then I ate.2 o'clock this morning I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108168282568223184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108168282568223184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108168282568223184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108168282568223184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/04/yesterday-i-binged.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108143992520023380</id><published>2004-04-08T17:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-08T18:07:37.593+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TOM stopped by for a visit this morning so no weekly weigh in, I don't need the water-weight messing with my head. I may update after he's gone but it'll be so close to next Wednsday at that point I'll probabaly just wait.Somebody Stop. Me. Eating.Please.My mum's not talking to me and I can't seem to stop reaching for chocolate. How do I stop this binging? I've been trying to for a while </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108143992520023380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108143992520023380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108143992520023380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108143992520023380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/04/tom-stopped-by-for-visit-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108101201655567698</id><published>2004-04-03T19:06:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-04-03T19:15:46.560+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's the official end of the Birthday Butt Challenge today. My total loss end results are:16.2lbs 19.5 overall inches 3.5 hips/butt inches Anybody who was participating go write your results in the thread at the Resolutions forum, mmmkay? I think I'm going to keep taking my measurements (though possibly every fortnight rather than every week), it was nice to see them go down even when the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108101201655567698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108101201655567698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108101201655567698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108101201655567698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/04/its-official-end-of-birthday-butt.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108076519738740128</id><published>2004-03-31T22:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2004-03-31T22:36:54.670+02:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Maintaining at 92 this week as my eating has just been ass for the last fortnight.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108076519738740128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108076519738740128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108076519738740128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108076519738740128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/maintaining-at-92-this-week-as-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108033232001438695</id><published>2004-03-26T21:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-26T21:24:26.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>So, went to Uppsala today. That healthy eating thing I was going to restart? Yeah, didn’t happen (sorry Anne, I know you were looking for a role model). After doing my research at the library (our official reason for being there), my friends and our professor went for a buffet lunch at a Chinese restaurant, where the food was badbadbad but tastes sooooo good (and cost only 60kr!). On the plus </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108033232001438695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108033232001438695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108033232001438695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108033232001438695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/so-went-to-uppsala-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-108013071604925868</id><published>2004-03-24T13:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-24T13:22:03.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>92kg.Half a kilo down. It seems that exercise will help even if you have consumed large amounts of chocolate. It's not the kilo I usually lose but that's hardly surprising.Exercise helps you lose weight. Who knew?</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/108013071604925868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=108013071604925868' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108013071604925868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/108013071604925868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/92kg.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107996395720574427</id><published>2004-03-22T14:59:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T15:08:15.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After a Chocolate Incident™ overtook my day on Thursday (due to the excessive amounts of insanely hard take-home exam work that had to be done for Friday morning, during which I had no time to cook) I have been very careful with my food. In hopes of compensating, I have lowered my calories for the rest of the week and have been exercising every morning. I want to stay on course to be 175lbs by </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107996395720574427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107996395720574427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107996395720574427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107996395720574427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/after-chocolate-incident-overtook-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107952132718766286</id><published>2004-03-17T12:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-18T01:22:40.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Down a kilo. I'm happy but a little disappointed too considering yesterday I was down to 92kg, but then I had just finished my TOM, so I wasn't really expecting it to stay like that, I'm always lighter the day after.Edit: Finally got my measurements updated, for some reason my server kept timing out when I tried to connect to my ftp, problem is now gone, yyyaaaay for the computer pixies for </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107952132718766286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107952132718766286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107952132718766286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107952132718766286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/down-kilo.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107934629570807380</id><published>2004-03-15T11:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-15T11:29:01.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Arrgh! I got a virus on my computer so the university blocked my IP address. Two days of waiting for the IT support to open so I could get it switched back on meant that I had two days when I couldn't log my food with Fitday. Nightmare. I could count calories most the time but had to guess at my fat/protein/carb percentages, something I'm notoriously bad at.TOM's come to visit (miraculously at </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107934629570807380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107934629570807380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107934629570807380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107934629570807380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/arrgh-i-got-virus-on-my-computer-so.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107891664270911755</id><published>2004-03-10T12:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-10T12:07:11.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After being sent to our separate corners for 'quiet time' (me for having sworn at the scale, the scale for deserving to be sworn at), we have come to an agreement. The scale will stop being a bastard if I stop tripping over it (making it bash against the wall) when I get up in the morning.So far it's working, with my weigh in this morning being 93.5kg. We'll see how this goes.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107891664270911755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107891664270911755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107891664270911755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107891664270911755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/after-being-sent-to-our-separate.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107877416448163723</id><published>2004-03-08T20:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-08T20:34:06.796+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, before starting this post I would like to say I'm not pointing fingers at anyone particular here, no flamer comments please, they will be ignored.I've been thinking more and more about so-called 'free days' that some dieters have in their routines (that is, a day in the week or in whatever period of time when they don't stay on plan), and I've decided I don't get it. Really.I don't see </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107877416448163723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107877416448163723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107877416448163723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107877416448163723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/ok-before-starting-this-post-i-would.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107850137120518182</id><published>2004-03-05T16:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-07T15:48:01.030+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Well, I'm messing with my calorie intake again. If I'm getting so down about my eating I figured it was time for a change, and I've heard some good things about this Wendie Plan. Now, technically I don't use POINTS, so I doing the high/low thing with calories instead. It seems to be the idea I was working on anyway (changing my calorie count each week) but taken a step further.I think this way </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107850137120518182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107850137120518182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107850137120518182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107850137120518182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/well-im-messing-with-my-calorie-intake.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107830467177565921</id><published>2004-03-03T10:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T10:07:30.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>The scale said I'd lost half a kilo this week (I said the scale was a dirty whore, but let us not dwell too much on the conversation), not great but better than a kick in the head I suppose.Measurements have gone down a little too, though my ass is still defying all logic. When the revolution comes, all that's going  to be left is cockroaches and my ass.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107830467177565921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107830467177565921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107830467177565921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107830467177565921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/scale-said-id-lost-half-kilo-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107824985198918079</id><published>2004-03-02T18:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-02T18:56:33.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm not sure how things are going this week. I'm doing what I'm supposed to be doing, though as I need to get some groceries I've eaten some white things instead of wholemeal this week, but it just seems like my motivation has gone. A lot of people have been mentioning that their commitment has gone down this month but for me it wasn't a problem, until now that is.I think it's because I got to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107824985198918079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107824985198918079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107824985198918079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107824985198918079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/03/im-not-sure-how-things-are-going-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107792753979568712</id><published>2004-02-28T01:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-03-01T15:47:53.310+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I did my exercise today when I got up, after having a few (*coughhack-5-cough*) days without in the wake of the computer disaster.Oh. My. God.I had one frickin' week break, not even a whole week at that! and yet I still felt physically ill by the end of it. This sucks major ass. All you people out there who, like me, have said to yourself recently "Oh, I'll do it tomorrow, it won't matter"? </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107792753979568712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107792753979568712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107792753979568712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107792753979568712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-did-my-exercise-today-when-i-got-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107771788596760000</id><published>2004-02-25T15:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-25T23:08:17.326+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've lost another kilo this week, 210lb mini-target, your ass is mine!On the downside I only lost an inch this week (half off my waist, half of my neck) which is a little disappointing because I usually lose more than that, but it was understandable seeing as my computer died and so I couldn't really do my exercise much this week.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107771788596760000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107771788596760000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107771788596760000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107771788596760000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/ive-lost-another-kilo-this-week-210lb.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107737206825148794</id><published>2004-02-21T15:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-21T15:03:52.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passing for Thin rocked, everybody go buy it. Quick.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107737206825148794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107737206825148794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107737206825148794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107737206825148794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/passing-for-thin-rocked-everybody-go.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107728941807919546</id><published>2004-02-20T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T16:07:23.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Passing for Thin arrived today so I will, no doubt, be reading that instead of doing my actual work.I also managed to get to the supermarket today, as of yesterday night the cupboard was bare. The shopping trip is both a blessing and a curse, a blessing because I get some exercise in walking the 20/25mins to the place and hauling back enough fruit and veg for five servings a day for the week, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107728941807919546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107728941807919546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107728941807919546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107728941807919546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/passing-for-thin-arrived-today-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107711181465669192</id><published>2004-02-18T14:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-18T14:48:48.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>WI this morning allowed me to breath a small sigh of relief that my little visitor this week got out the way fast enough to not cause any problem. I lost a kilo. So, for all you little BBC-er's (and because it gives me an ego boost) lets recap shall we?Four weeks into the BBC challenge, I have lost:7.4 lbs9 overall inches (1.5 off my hips/ass)I'm a little worried about the conversion tool </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107711181465669192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107711181465669192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107711181465669192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107711181465669192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/wi-this-morning-allowed-me-to-breath.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107704609242335110</id><published>2004-02-17T20:28:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T20:30:50.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just checked my account at Amazon and I'm soon to be on the Passing For Thin bandwagon! Specifically, it said that my order (PfT and the new Laurell K. Hamilton) will be dispatching soon.Yaaaayyy!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107704609242335110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107704609242335110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107704609242335110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107704609242335110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/just-checked-my-account-at-amazon-and.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107697666419588405</id><published>2004-02-17T01:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-17T01:13:41.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>TOM was here this week so the scale hasn't been as happy to see me (man, I say it like the scale is ever happy to see me). On the upside, I bought a pretty skirt, quite cheap, from H&amp;M today. The cheapness of said skirt, however, is going to be a bit of a moot point considering that tomorrow I may have to go to town and get a pretty top to go with it. The ones I have that I was going to wear </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107697666419588405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107697666419588405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107697666419588405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107697666419588405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/tom-was-here-this-week-so-scale-hasnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107676412009921099</id><published>2004-02-14T14:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-14T14:15:59.250+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I hate Valentines Day.(Fat? Boyfriend-less? Bitter? Moi?!?).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107676412009921099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107676412009921099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107676412009921099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107676412009921099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/i-hate-valentines-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107652269211705125</id><published>2004-02-11T19:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T19:09:09.826+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After spending an hour courting frostbite, I think it's time to end the relationship.I walked to the supermarket today instead of taking the bus, thought I could do with the exercise. With all my extra fat you'd think it would at least keep me warm. The blubber factor if you will. While I was perusing the vegetable section the temperature (which was already damn cold by my standards) dropped to</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107652269211705125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107652269211705125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107652269211705125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107652269211705125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/after-spending-hour-courting-frostbite.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107648738261206367</id><published>2004-02-11T09:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T09:18:52.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>It's that time if the week again.The calorie experiment was an interesting one, I didn't lose as much weight, but I saw a little bit of a difference in inches, so I think I'm going to try and a keep my calories between the two (eating 1600 a day this week). The final weigh in came in at 97kg (213.8lbs). Measurements have been updated too.Now, if everyone will excuse me I've got an appointment</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107648738261206367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107648738261206367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107648738261206367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107648738261206367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/its-that-time-if-week-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107634563331716410</id><published>2004-02-09T17:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T17:56:20.043+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've just been to the library and didn't end up a gasping wreck when I had to climb the stairs to get to the upper level.It's a small thing, but a nice one.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107634563331716410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107634563331716410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107634563331716410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107634563331716410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/ive-just-been-to-library-and-didnt-end.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107607217622061224</id><published>2004-02-06T13:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-06T13:59:36.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Calories irritate me. Or rather, knowing how many calories I should eat irritates me. It seems that every calorie counter I put my stats into give me a different answer, so I'm experimenting a little.A couple of weeks ago my calories were far too low and (unsurprisingly) I didn't lose anything, last week I was using 1500 calories and had more luck. However, some of the counters are saying I </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107607217622061224/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107607217622061224' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107607217622061224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107607217622061224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/calories-irritate-me.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107597545610870713</id><published>2004-02-05T11:04:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T11:29:54.403+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>As usual The Skinny makes a good point; should we trust our instincts?While it is somewhat comforting to know that were I a cave woman I would have better instincts than a wolf and body that would send Christina Aguliera running for the gym, what good does that do me in the modern lifestyle? With a distinct lack of running from/fighting predators in my day to day life it seems that body is now </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107597545610870713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107597545610870713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107597545610870713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107597545610870713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/as-usual-skinny-makes-good-point.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107589277953636439</id><published>2004-02-04T12:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-04T14:21:05.140+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>That's right folks! It's weigh-in Wednesday.Last week: 219.3This week: 216Have to measure myself in a moment to check my inches.Okay, measurements updated. Inch off the waist (hurrah!) but nothing off the butt, Kat's not goign to be happy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107589277953636439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107589277953636439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107589277953636439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107589277953636439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/thats-right-folks-its-weigh-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107567391714972674</id><published>2004-02-01T23:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-02-01T23:20:53.733+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Okay, I have a question.I'm trying to watch my carbs, No go low-carb persay, but to watch the amount of refined food I have. This means I haven't been eating white bread/rice/pasta. I've also not been eating potatoes, as they seemed to me to be a very obvious (large) source, however, the more I think about that , the more it seems unnecessary. As long as I'm not gorging myself on potatoes all </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107567391714972674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107567391714972674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107567391714972674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107567391714972674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/02/okay-i-have-question.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107558021112057913</id><published>2004-01-31T21:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-31T21:19:22.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've just had pizza for dinner. And chocolate.I should be feeling really bad about this, but you know what? I don't. Prior to this less then ideal meal, I spent three hours lugging boxes of my stuff down the hall to my new room and had only eaten 2 small oranges. I had most my calories for the day left to consume and was tired and didn't want to cook. While pizza is never a good thing diet-wise</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107558021112057913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107558021112057913' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107558021112057913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107558021112057913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/ive-just-had-pizza-for-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107550049658374326</id><published>2004-01-30T23:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-30T23:10:30.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've started moving my things into my new room and in a fit of willpower put my scales in there too, so that I'd stop weiging myself daily and bemoaning my (perfectly normal) fluctuations....I wanna weigh myself dammit!No, stay strong! That little dial is not the boss of us.Are you delusional? Of course it isWe can weigh in on WednesdayThat's a whole 5 days from nowFitri might be </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107550049658374326/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107550049658374326' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107550049658374326'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107550049658374326'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/ive-started-moving-my-things-into-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107540214732985972</id><published>2004-01-29T19:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-29T19:55:23.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I have changed my Mini-goals. Putting myself on a time limit in which to achieve them was bringing me down, so from now on I'm just going to let it take as long as it takes, then put the date of achievement next to it when I'm done. I have a feeling that will make me feel better.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107540214732985972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107540214732985972' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107540214732985972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107540214732985972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-have-changed-my-mini-goals.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107530991948819831</id><published>2004-01-28T18:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T18:18:46.090+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just had dinner, calories much better today. I think I might have scared my body into not losing weight because of how few calories I was consuming. I'm at about 1400 now so I can have some fruit later and still be fine (trying for around the 1500 a day mark).</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107530991948819831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107530991948819831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107530991948819831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107530991948819831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/just-had-dinner-calories-much-better.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107530433879393381</id><published>2004-01-28T16:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T18:19:50.466+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I went to town and bought a tape measure today. From now I will be following my measurements as well as my weight for Kat's BBC (as mentioned in the last post). I'm also hoping this will stop me from freaking out if there is a week when I don''t lose weight as I may have lost inches instead.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107530433879393381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107530433879393381' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107530433879393381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107530433879393381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-went-to-town-and-bought-tape-measure.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107524399826776281</id><published>2004-01-27T23:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-28T00:06:52.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Being the kind person I am, I have agreed to whore my body to help Kat obtain pretty things for her Birthday Butt Challenge.I'm helping her get something shiny or I'm going to die trying by God!</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107524399826776281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107524399826776281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107524399826776281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107524399826776281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/being-kind-person-i-am-i-have-agreed.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107515966153079125</id><published>2004-01-26T11:24:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-27T00:29:49.763+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Made a big ass saucepan of super-healthy vegetable soup today from scratch. When I say from scratch, I got all the veg I needed to use up, chopped it up in the pan with a couple of stock cubes, tomato puree and water and left it. It was gooood, which is a good thing really, considering I have just seen exactly how much soup I made, so will be living off it for the next week.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107515966153079125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107515966153079125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107515966153079125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107515966153079125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/made-big-ass-saucepan-of-super-healthy.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107505787361373239</id><published>2004-01-25T20:11:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T20:13:20.483+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been sleeping later and later recently, meaning that I'm sleeping through meals. I have to start getting up and doing exercise again. Thanks to my sleeping habits my food was low again today. I'm eating a lot but not getting a big calorie count, and my proportions of food intake (i.e. % attached to carbs/fats/protein) has been quite good, so I don't know how to increase my food without </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107505787361373239/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107505787361373239' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107505787361373239'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107505787361373239'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/ive-been-sleeping-later-and-later.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107498783058456963</id><published>2004-01-25T00:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T00:45:55.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I seemed to be able to smell MacDonalds french fries wherever I went today, even though there were none about. Either my stomach is fantasizing or I'm going crazy, and I don't much care for either alternative.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107498783058456963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107498783058456963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107498783058456963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107498783058456963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/i-seemed-to-be-able-to-smell.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107498748837044203</id><published>2004-01-24T11:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T00:43:04.716+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Food today was good, the amount of water I drank, not so good (4 glasses) but overall I stayed on track. Bit of a ho-hum day really, there's nothing wrong but nothing particularly interesting either. I'm really hoping te effort I've put in to keeping my food right will show on the scales when I weigh in on Wednesday.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107498748837044203/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107498748837044203' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107498748837044203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107498748837044203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/food-today-was-good-amount-of-water-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107489624478318498</id><published>2004-01-23T23:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T23:19:28.966+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>FitDay.com is my new obsession. I can put my food for the day on there instead of here and get pretty stats back from it. Incidentally, it surprised me how many carbs I was eating, I thought having cut out bread/pasta/rice etc and as I was checking labels for things with not too many carbs in I would be ok. I didn't realise how many carbs some of my fruit/veg has in it. However, having worked </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107489624478318498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107489624478318498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107489624478318498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107489624478318498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/fitday.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107487407821054089</id><published>2004-01-23T17:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T18:04:27.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Food has been a bit strange today. I haven't eaten much at all right now because I woke up late (as in, noon), so breakfast was out. I meant to get something to eat before going to the supermarket because I hate going hungry, it vastly increases my chances of buying bad foods that I don't need, but by the time I was dressed and ready it was too late. I bought an apple and a banana from the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107487407821054089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107487407821054089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107487407821054089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107487407821054089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/food-has-been-bit-strange-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107481559120535547</id><published>2004-01-23T00:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T00:55:14.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Just jumpin' on the Blog Rolling bandwagon.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107481559120535547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107481559120535547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107481559120535547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107481559120535547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/just-jumpin-on-blog-rolling-bandwagon.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107478502197413428</id><published>2004-01-22T16:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-23T18:05:05.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been feeling kind of down the last couple of days because of some awful pictures I got back of me at a birthday party, so last night I took a nice, long, hot shower and treated myself to a facemask and reading a book in bed. This morning I got dressed to go to class and took time to put my make-up on properly (i.e. powder, spot concealer, eye-shadow, mascara, lip balm, as appose to just the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107478502197413428/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107478502197413428' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107478502197413428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107478502197413428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/ive-been-feeling-kind-of-down-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107468742479049937</id><published>2004-01-21T13:17:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-21T21:37:13.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Weighed in after class today, I woke up late so didn't have time to do it when I got up. Technically I've gone up from the last weigh in but I'm really not that bothered becuase it means that I've still lost a hell of a lot of weight this week. I gained 10lb over Christmas and I'm now 219.3lb (I was 216.7lb before I left for the Christmas holidays). That means that since the 16th of January (when</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107468742479049937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107468742479049937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107468742479049937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107468742479049937'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/weighed-in-after-class-today-i-woke-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107460055320872698</id><published>2004-01-20T13:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T22:20:08.106+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Breakfast: Bowl of Fitness cereal, an apple.Dinner: Meatballs, mushrooms, broccoli and red bell-pepper in a seived tomato sauce.Bowl of Fitness cereal.My class ran at a weird time today, I got back and it was too late for lunch but I was hungry so I ended up having dinner (the meatballs etc) about 3:45pm, hence the need for some cereal now. I have an early class tomorrow so I'll be up in the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107460055320872698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107460055320872698' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107460055320872698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107460055320872698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/breakfast-bowl-of-fitness-cereal-apple.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107460033929867063</id><published>2004-01-19T23:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-20T13:11:38.200+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ate too much food today, I just seemed hungry all the time which is unusual, maybe it was just my period? I don't know. The extra things I ate weren't bad persay, I had an extra bowl of cereal, but it just put my carb count too high.Breakfast: small bowl of Nestle Fitness cerealLunch: Chicken/broccoli curry, cherry yoghurtDinner: 2 eggs and meatballsSnacks: 2 apples, bowl of Nestle Fitness.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107460033929867063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107460033929867063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107460033929867063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107460033929867063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/ate-too-much-food-today-i-just-seemed.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107443386247686799</id><published>2004-01-18T14:51:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T00:56:20.046+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Food today:Breakfast: 1/4 honeydew melonLunch: 2 boiled eggsDinner: chicken and broccoli curry (chicken, broccoli, onions, curry paste, coconut milk, water - no rice)Snacks: 2 applesGlasses of water: 6My TOM started this morning, I hate not being able to predict it, usually even though I'm irregular I will have an ache in my lower back the day before so I have a warning, not today. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107443386247686799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107443386247686799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107443386247686799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107443386247686799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/food-today-breakfast-14-honeydew-melon.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107436932881215166</id><published>2004-01-17T20:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T00:54:37.576+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Food Today:Breakfast/Lunch: 1/4 of a honeydew melon.Dinner: Meatballs with broccili and mushrooms cooked in passata (seived tomatoes), a cherry yoghurt.Snacks: an 2 apples *munch*.Glasses of water: 3 and 1/2.I had a sore throat for most the first half of the day hence the melon, I got straight from the fridge and drank cold water with it, very soothing.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107436932881215166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107436932881215166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107436932881215166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107436932881215166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/food-today-breakfastlunch-14-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107425289421186490</id><published>2004-01-16T12:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T12:36:47.950+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok body, time to get back on track!But I don't wanna...Trust me, you dothe bed is so waaaarrrmmmmDon't be seduced by the blanket, we need to go the supermarket.it's so coldWe need vegetables and milkwe could just go to MacDonald's for dinner, it's easy and doesn't it smell gooood? Then you don't have to take that second bus to the supermarketShut up brain, we're going. Our fat ass is mad </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107425289421186490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107425289421186490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107425289421186490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107425289421186490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/ok-body-time-to-get-back-on-track-but.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107297005000444735</id><published>2004-01-01T16:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2004-01-01T19:53:31.120+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Welcome to the first post of 2004, happy new year.Resolutions:Reach my (current) overall goal weight of 140lb.Exercise at least 5 times a weekEat 5 portions of fruit/veg a dayDrink 6-8 glasses of water a dayTry and stop snacking on junk (have fruit if I really must have a snack).I have other resolutions, but these are my health related ones.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107297005000444735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107297005000444735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107297005000444735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107297005000444735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2004/01/welcome-to-first-post-of-2004-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107261016172823707</id><published>2003-12-28T12:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-28T12:19:03.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've just weighed myself and I've gained 5lb over Christmas. grrrr.Now, this is partly due to the fact that before Christmas I wasn't eating carbs, so the addition of carbs back to my diet have caused a bit of a gain, this is also due to the fact that I have just been eating crap. I was going to wait until I got back to Sweden to restart my diet but that's in the 15th of January and I'm not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107261016172823707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107261016172823707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107261016172823707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107261016172823707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/ive-just-weighed-myself-and-ive-gained.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107242962174442535</id><published>2003-12-26T10:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-26T10:07:18.266+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After four months of keeping to my own time, having my own space, eating my own things, returning home is (as always) a mixed blessing. I enjoy my freedom while at university but it's nice to be home for a little while. Operative word(s) being a little while, as there are things that I find very frustrating when having to plan around the rest of the people here.Exercise for example. I do not </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107242962174442535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107242962174442535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107242962174442535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107242962174442535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/after-four-months-of-keeping-to-my-own.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107196351190947818</id><published>2003-12-21T00:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-21T00:38:46.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Today's (arrgh, it's gone midnight, err.. YEASERDAY'S) food:Breakfast: egg, 5 meatballsLunch: chicken stir-fry (diced chicken, yellow bell pepper, cauliflower, worcester sauce)Dinner: meatballs, omletteGlasses water: 445 minutes tae bo.on a side note, oooooowwwwww my inner thighs hurt yesterday after doing the exercise for the first time, I did it again this time though and I'm </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107196351190947818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107196351190947818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107196351190947818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107196351190947818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/todays-arrgh-its-gone-midnight-err.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107185738995949436</id><published>2003-12-19T19:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T19:10:04.780+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>And todays results are in:Lunch: Cheese omlette, cucumber slicesDinner: Meatballs. cauliflowerGlasses water: 5Half an hour of Tae-bo aerobics.I'm feeling pretty good. The fact that I exercised today, even if it was only for half an hour made me feel good about myself because it felt like I'd bothered to just put that extra bit of effort in besides watching my food, especially since my </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107185738995949436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107185738995949436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107185738995949436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107185738995949436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/and-todays-results-are-in-lunch-cheese.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107181403876372273</id><published>2003-12-19T07:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-19T19:10:23.110+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Had a Swedish exam and an art trip, hence no time for updates. Hopefully  this will get better (though seeing as I'm going home Tuesday so I won't have as much internet access, probably not).Ok.Yesterday's food:Lunch: Chicken curry (no rice), cucumber slices,Dinner: roast lamb, green beans, broccoli.Glasses water: 4I'll update later with what I eat today.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107181403876372273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107181403876372273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107181403876372273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107181403876372273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/had-swedish-exam-and-art-trip-hence-no.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107161457120651399</id><published>2003-12-16T23:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-16T23:43:36.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Whenever I have an art trip it always ends up being a bad day food-wise. I ended up going to McDonald's for lunch with everyone, bad bad Zan!Breakfast: An egg.Lunch: McDonald's (chicken nuggets, fries, diet coke)Dinner: Plaice (it was gross), broccoli.Glasses water: 3I'm only here for another week before I go home for Christmas and I really want to lose something before then. I went to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107161457120651399/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107161457120651399' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107161457120651399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107161457120651399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/whenever-i-have-art-trip-it-always.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107152131252574409</id><published>2003-12-15T21:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-15T21:48:45.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Dinner: Meatballs, Broccilli.Glasses of Water: 3 (so far)I'm going shopping tomorrow to buy food. I'm switching to the atkins diet to jump start my weightloss again, I did quite well on it last time I was on it. It looks like my shopping tomorrow will be meat, fish, veg and  eggs. No carbohydrates! (or rather, no more than 20-30gr carbs a day). It looks like the massive bag of rice I have in </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107152131252574409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107152131252574409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107152131252574409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107152131252574409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/dinner-meatballs-broccilli.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107142239880960479</id><published>2003-12-14T18:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-14T18:20:12.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've heard that logging your food helps you keep on track with your eating better, it will also help me see what I should b improving (even though I have a pretty good idea). Guess I'll give it a try, today isn't the best day to pick because I've been sleeping weird times, but nevermind, you gotta start somewhere.Breakfast: 2 eggs, 2 pieces dry toast. (360 cal)Dinner: Spaghetti, meatballs, </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107142239880960479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107142239880960479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107142239880960479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107142239880960479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/ive-heard-that-logging-your-food-helps.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107118604273368842</id><published>2003-12-12T00:40:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-12T00:46:26.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I'm downloading some workouts to play off my laptop as I don't have a TV/DVD player here. I am going to exercise dammit!On a side note, food very good today. I cooked 100g spaghetti (360 cal), then chopped up a handful of mushrooms, an onion, a yellow bell pepper, 1/3 tin of sweetcorn and a tin of chopped tomatoes (a tin of tomatoes is only 15cal for 100g! I hadn't realised it was so low, it </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107118604273368842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107118604273368842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107118604273368842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107118604273368842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/im-downloading-some-workouts-to-play.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107110962808461163</id><published>2003-12-11T03:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-11T03:33:05.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've been over at the Weight Better forum looking at how hard people are working and now feel kind of guilty over the fact that I do no exercise. I'm going to do 20 sit-ups right now, it's not much, but it's a start at least right? And hey, if I do 20 sit-ups when I get up in the morning and 20 before I go to bed, at least I'll be doing something. I have to start sooner or later, thankfully the </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107110962808461163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107110962808461163' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107110962808461163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107110962808461163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/ive-been-over-at-weight-better-forum.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107065385566034346</id><published>2003-12-05T20:50:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-06T00:21:40.086+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Down 1.5kgs, go me.Start weight: 248lbCurrent weight: 216.7lbLost overall: 31.3lbI've got a virtual model of myself, I'll put it on site later.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107065385566034346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107065385566034346' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107065385566034346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107065385566034346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/down-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107040804950152584</id><published>2003-12-03T00:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-03T00:34:19.723+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Went down to the city this morning Museums left us yawnin' All of them facts and dates goin' right out our heeeead, Then at lunch they went for pizza, And lil' ol' fool Zanitta, Swapped her pride for a lil' bit of cheese on breeeead, *chorus* Oh you've been in my shoes, When you really want to lose, But you can't stay straight and you get them Stockholm bluuuues...Ahem. I seemed to </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107040804950152584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107040804950152584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107040804950152584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107040804950152584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/went-down-to-city-this-morning-museums.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107024581607622648</id><published>2003-12-01T03:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-12-01T03:30:25.846+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Ok, I'm Zan with a plan.The plan is: instead of stressing over the fact that I have 80lbs to lose, which is a huge thing to beat into, I've set myself a mini-target. I'm going home for Christmas on the 23rd December, I want to have lost another 10lbs by then. I want people to be able to see the difference in me when I go back, it's a good opportunity really, they haven't see me day by day while</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107024581607622648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107024581607622648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107024581607622648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107024581607622648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/12/ok-im-zan-with-plan.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107012993183728503</id><published>2003-11-29T19:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-11-29T19:19:18.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>I've just bought my new scales and I weigh 100kg. Thats 15st 7lb. I seem to have lost over 2st since I got here, I'm not absolutely sure how it happened but I'm extremely happy.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107012993183728503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107012993183728503' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107012993183728503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107012993183728503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/11/ive-just-bought-my-new-scales-and-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-107005977818077974</id><published>2003-11-28T23:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-11-28T23:53:02.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>After all the talk of not weighing myself until I get home and all that jazz, I am going to Ikea tomorrow with Fitri to buy some bathroom scales. It took me until we passed the chocolate isle in the supermarket to realise that unless I can see what good it's doing me, I'm not going to stick to this.</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/107005977818077974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=107005977818077974' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107005977818077974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/107005977818077974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/11/after-all-talk-of-not-weighing-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6121278.post-106962569469413612</id><published>2003-11-23T23:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2003-11-23T23:15:02.626+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>This is going to be a long post, but as it's the first one I think I may as well start with it, back story is usually a good thing.I've been trying to lose weight for years. Some times were more successful than others but overall it hasn't worked. Right now I'm 20 years old and weigh about 17st 10lb. I say about because I haven't got a set of scales here, I'm at university at the moment and </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/feeds/106962569469413612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6121278&amp;postID=106962569469413612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/106962569469413612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6121278/posts/default/106962569469413612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://self-image.blogspot.com/2003/11/this-is-going-to-be-long-post-but-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Thursday's Child</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pLlnVqkDpE0/TdUakGqcRYI/AAAAAAAAAy4/stTkRBTnFkA/s220/spring7.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
