loose more weight

I’ve done really well. I have 100lb to loose and have lost 30 so that it pretty awesome. I’m looking forward to really getting those pounds off this year.

I was 230 in may and am now 190 in december…2009 will be my year of weightloss success! 160 is the goal!

Seriously, if you want to make money, please LOOSE MORE WEIGHT!

What are the best laxatives to take. And how can I make them work to there full affect. I use Dulca lax at the moment. And sometimes they work straight away. sometimes not. I live in the Uk. So aany suggestions?

to lose about 12 lbs. I think I can do it, but I am nervous because I have a big opportunity on March 1st…and I am only going to have a shot if I have lost at least 12 pounds…oy. so stressed

You know, I’ve been observing the behaviour of other people lately, and although on the surface their actions can seem a little selfish if not overbearing – there is some sense to their logic. I’m talking about people who claim or assume a position in any situation that wouldn’t ordinarily be seen as rightfully theirs. The guy who takes the last seat on the train just after pushing by you as you head for it, the lady taking the parking space you’ve been waiting two minutes for in the shopping centre carpark, that somebody who pushes their way to the bar and gets served way before you, the guy who wrangles his way in and starts chatting up that good looking broad you’ve been chatting to (and bought several drinks for) all night.

Shit happens? Doesn’t it?

I think the thing is, to decide whether it’s going to happen to me or not!

Frankly, I get tired of these situations, because let’s face it, it can’t be all down to bad manners, because it happens way too often.

So now, I find myself leaving the group when it’s my round at the pub – I would frequently have forked out money for drinks only to give them to people who rarely bought rounds… I’ve even found myself launching into conversation about an important topic (especially at work) without an opening lead line, and only the other day I found myself opening the dor for one lady, and then passing through obstructing the passage of her girlfriends behind her (all 6 of them).

I think the trick is to use these actions in moderation.

The fact is, nice doesn’t always get you the nice stuff in life, sometimes nasty does. Ever wonder why people who sometimes least deserve the goodies in life often end up with them. Well, that’s how. I think I’m going to enjoy this game – but only in moderation. I’ll use it as the seasoning to everything I do, and not the main ingredient.

Actually, this may have started with me some time ago, probably about three weeks ago. I was at a work event and we went for drinks after, I was with a friend I met up with afterwards, and we decided to hit this bar he liked. Well, as the evening progressed (and two beers later), he nipped off to get some more beer, and this girl starts chatting away to me. I didn’t know her, she didn’t know me, and place was very packed. thirty seconds into conversation, she exclaimed that she thought I was very rude. I enquired as to why she thought this, and she retorted that she didn’t like the fact that I hadn’t offered her my friends seat. I simply explained to her that I had known my friend all of nine years, and that I barely knew her 30 seconds. Well, you wouldn’t believe the response I got, it was more of a ‘how dare you’, and ‘how rude’

‘Like it or lump it, I don’t really care.’

end of conversation.

Not a great way to get chatting to the ladies, I admit – but I don’t go in for picking up random strangers at bars, and definitely not ones that attempt to take liberties with a situation like that.

That’s where the edge kicks in. It’s looking after number one for a change (and sometimes those closest to us). It’s saying to the rest… this is me. I’m me, because I do stuff for me. If you don’t like, lump it. And if you lump it – do it on your own time.

I’m going to try this philosophy out, and then see how it goes.

Well, I feel great now. I have spent the last week and a half walking to and from work. that’s six miles there and six miles back in the evening. Don’t get me wrong, I am eating (when I can) but it really does rip the fat off one, let me tell you. I now find myself with toned leg muscles, and an ass I’d only previously dreamed of (not saying I’m prone to dreaming about my own ass, but there is an acceptable level of self love we all have to achieve at times.)

So what’s my news for the week? Do more walking, that’s it!

Oh yes, and drinking plenty of water.!