January 19th, 2005


Almost there...

I'm currently in the "pottering around, getting stuff done" stage of getting ready. Little bits and pieces of things that I want to get done before I leave.

Last night turned into a bit of a clothing discovery show. I'm currently at the wrong section of my diet. I don't have all that much in the may of clothing that I would want to be seen out in public in, but I've still got a long way to go before I'm going to do a whole heap of clothes shopping to replace all my too-big clothing.

This has made trying to pack difficult to say the least. After going through a large section of my "normal" everyday wear, and deciding that I would not want to be seen in public in that, I ended up pulling out a box I had stored a lot of old clothes in.

Most of the stuff was in this box because it was too small for me. Knowing that I had lost a lot of weight, I felt that I might be able to wear some of it again.

Sort of.

Everything in the box can be sorted into one of three piles. Some of it is still too small, but most of the stuff in this pile is only just too small. It shouldn't take long before I can wear this stuff again. A lot of it was stuff I put on to try it, and my reaction was "almost..." which is good! By the time I finish loosing all the weight I want I should be able to wear it all again.

The second pile is what fits me. A couple pairs of shorts, some pants, a number of shirts, etc. Everything in this pile went either straight into the washing machine, since I'm probably going to be taking it with me, or into the dirty clothes pile for washing later.

The third pile is the pile of stuff that doesn't fit. The issue with this pile is why they don't fit. It's not because it's too small for me, it's because it's now too big for me! Most of this was pants and shorts. Just before I started the diet I had to buy myself a few pairs of new pants for work, because my old pairs were about to die. The pants I bought were a 107cm waist. The pants have tabs and button on both sides that allow you to bring them in a size. I had to do this with the pants a while ago, I had lost enough weight.

Before buying these pants I was wearing pants with a 102cm waist. I found some of my old 102cm pairs, and thought they should fit now. They didn't. I put them on and they just about fell straight back off again. My hips are just wide enough to stop them hitting the floor, but only just.

I also found some old 97cm waist pants of mine. I tried these on, and they were slightly bigger than I like them to be, but wearing a belt would fix that problem. Everything that's in the now "too big" pile, is going to be donated to charity. I have no need for them now.

I've lost over 10cm in the waist. I'm happy.
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And then... (preparation)

A lot has happened since my last update, including a convention!

I gave myself the fright of my life before I left though.

Wednesday morning I was doing the last of the packing, and I wanted to make sure I wasn't over my baggage weight limit (I've accidentally done that before). So, I step on the scales and weight myself, and then pick up the suitcase and weigh myself with it. The suitcase was about 20kg, leaving me on slightly higher a weight with it than I was on my own when I started loosing weight.

"Hmm," I thought to myself, looking at my suitcase, "I've lost almost that much in weight. Interesting."

I then stopped, thought about it for a moment, and then though, "FUCK! I've lost how much weight!?"

I don't know what it was, but the concept of carrying that much extra weight just terrified me. By the time I finish this weight loss, I am hoping to have lost about 30kg (66lbs). Qantas has a checked in baggage limit of 32kg (72.4lbs). If I was to carry a suitcase with more than that much in it I would have to pay extra, but a person carrying that much extra weight? Ugh!

Anyway, my plane was scheduled to leave at 12:50pm, and I thought 2 hours should be enough time, so I ring for a taxi at about 11:00am, and take a taxi to the airport ($30.30, not too bad). I unload from the taxi and get into the check-in queue.

From this point on, the rest of the trip down had great scenery! A number of good looking young men in the check-in queue, mostly surfers from the looks of it (they were carrying surfboards, so I think it's a good guess).

I get in the queue at about 11:35am and get to the front at about 11:55am (almost an hour before the flight leaves). I check in my baggage and get told that they already were out of window and aisle seats, so I am forced to get a middle seat (bugger!). However, the nice lady behind the counter gives me a seat in the over-wing exit row which has a lot more leg room than a normal seat, so that wasn't too bad.

I check in and then go through the new security station. Now I have on me my wallet, keys and mobile, plus my backpack, plus my laptop. My backpack gets put on the conveyor that goes through the x-ray machine. My wallet, keys and mobile get placed in a little plastic tray and also go through the x-ray machine. My laptop has to be taken out of it's bag, and placed in a separate plastic tray, and it and the laptop bag has to go through separately! Bah!

I can understand their reasoning behind the improved security, but do they honestly think they are going to catch any terrorists that way?

So, a quick lunch and then onto the plane. I would just like to point out that I HATE AIRPLANE TOILETS!

More good scenery on the plane. I was sitting next to one hottie, and another surfer was sitting in the seat in front to the right. His girlfriend (I assume) was at one stage checking him out for sunspots and the like, so there was lots of lifted shirt during one part. Good in flight entertainment! :)

Land at Melbourne airport at 4:05pm (3:05pm Queensland time) and took the Skybus into Spencer St station (more great scenery on the bus too!). Stephen (paradigmshifty) picked me up from there and gave me a lift out to where I was staying at Cheltenham, next to Southland shopping centre with Martin and Lilli.

Dropped my stuff off and got organised, and then wandered down the road to Stephen's place. Caught up with him and Kolya (draquin) and the kids who were down for a holiday, and then went back to Martin and Lilli's and bed.

I must admit that I got a bit thrown by the time of sunset. In Brisbane the sun has been setting about 6:30pm or so. With Victoria being on daylight savings, that translates to about 7:30pm their time. However, with Melbourne being so much further west than Brisbane, plus being so much further south, the sun wasn't actually setting until after 8:30pm! A bit odd, and took a bit to get used to.
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