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Personal Training session at the gym last night, so as a result I hurt! After the leg presses and lunges (oh, the lunges!) my legs felt like jelly, and then after the bicep curls and other arm exercises I was having trouble picking up my water bottle. I had really good biceps though!

Kellie, the personal trainer, says that she can see continued weight loss. I however, can't see it, but I expect that. My actual weight is staying the same (hovering around the 83 to 84kg mark (182 to 185 lbs)) so I suspect that I'm loosing fat and gaining muscle. Since I actually seem to have biceps, that seems to be the case.

My short term goal is to go to Mardi Gras in early March and feel comfortable with how I look. I'll probably book tickets for the flight down for that in December. Everything still ok with you ozisim for that?

I probably will be in Melbourne for the weekend before Christmas assuming I can organise accommodation (can I crash at your place again designerdrug?) and a lift to and from the air port. Current plan is to catch the 20:35 from Brisbane, landing at 23:55 on Friday the 16th, and fly back 21:00 to 22:05 on Sunday the 18th.

Hmm. Small change of plans. I just looked at the Virgin Blue website, and instead of the flights being $139 to Melbourne and $175 back, they were $139 each way, so I've just bought the tickets. So instead of costing $314, it cost $282 (including $2 each way credit card surcharge). Yay! I'm coming to Melbourne again! :)

Ah, the joys of impulse buying.

My travel plans for Arcanacon may be changing as well. I'm currently booked to fly down on the 25th of January, and fly back on the 1st of February, however my parents have decided to have a holiday in Melbourne and they'll be there from the 1st of February to the 11th of February. As a result I'm thinking of extending my stay. Cost would be $30 to change the ticket, plus any increase in the new ticket. If I fly back Friday the 3rd to Monday the 6th it's an extra $40, but if I fly back Tuesday the 7th or Wednesday the 8th there's no extra ticket cost. So, waiting on word from my Mother as to whether she wants me to or not. We'll see. I certainly won't complain if I stay in Melbourne another week.

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vaingloriesque
Nov. 8th, 2005 04:33 am (UTC)
You should change your name on your lj user page. :)
halloranelder
Nov. 8th, 2005 04:48 am (UTC)
Good thinking 99, and done.
designadrug
Nov. 8th, 2005 06:31 am (UTC)
We have spare keys now...I don't see why not. Will check with arienmir.

I just organised a conference trip...I'll be out of town for the duration so you can even have my bed if you like.
halloranelder
Nov. 8th, 2005 06:47 am (UTC)
Cool. Shame I'll miss you, but have fun on your trip anyway.
designadrug
Nov. 8th, 2005 02:13 pm (UTC)
Will try...I now have to write a presentation for it.
politas
Nov. 8th, 2005 08:37 am (UTC)
Lunges are evil. They are definietly my least favourite part of any exercise routine. They certainly do strengthen the legs, though.
ozisim
Nov. 8th, 2005 01:44 pm (UTC)
Still all good and set for mardi gras...
rantinan
Nov. 9th, 2005 08:20 am (UTC)
Give us a call if you want to do somehting geeky as hell
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