back in the black

so ladies and gentlemen, i'm back in the wonderful world of island life (although it's not so wonderful because i'm bored of it already... gees-a-loo the prices are ridiculous, the quality of the food is sub-par and i feel greasy!)

we had to make the tough decision that br would be staying behind to look after our little brats... wah! four months and no man! i'm devastated! *sniffle* all the troubles that we were having earlier this year seem to have gone on sabbatical. let's all hope they decide not to come back... and as they say, absence makes the heart grow fonder! i think we need this time to mature and learn more about ourselves as individuals... we were getting too used to defining ourselves as a couple and started forgetting the importance of our own needs... or we were starting to forget how our individual needs affected the other person, so it's also a good time to weed out those habits that aren't necessary in our lives.

i'm working back at the paper and things are going well... i'm happy for once here. let's hope it stays that way, right?

i also feel pretty good about myself lately... it helps that almost everyone i've seen since i've been back has mentioned how good i look. you don't really notice the changes that you make to yourself because you see yourself every day, but everyone else does... that hard work that i put in over the 8 months that i was away really made a difference. how could i stop now? i'm shooting for the moon and at least a size 5. there's nothing wrong with that, especially when you think about competing professionally... which i do all the time. i've started up a running programme, well more a brisk walk to jog programme and by the end of it i should be able to run a 5k... we'll see... i should at least have shed a few more pounds...

at any rate... aside from not having br here every waking minute and having to bunk with my folks again (now i have to manage my shower time and i'm so used to spending half the day in there) things are going okay... it's not so bad living with the parents - i think my enthusiasm to be healthy is infectious, they're eating better dinners (less carbs) and my mom even hopped on the bike last night while i was doing my job. if i can get my parents on a better track then this whole experience would be worth it...