So today was fun. Started off by weighing myself and thankfully I had dropped 1.4kg from yesterday and I'm back to 67.6kg. Although I shouldn't even be worrying about the scales as this comp is all about the photos and measurements, mentally it helps me to know that I'm dropping weight on the scales...
Then I rushed off to the gym and did 45 mins on the bike. Still can't bring myself to do a whole hour of cardio. It's so bloody time consuming and I just cant get out of bed early enough! I don't like getting up before 8 unless I really have to...anyway enough self justification.
Then I went to Camberwell for a spray tan. This was a very weird experience indeed. (Well getting the tan wasn't that weird, it was more what happened afterwards. But I'll get to that in a moment.) I stripped down to nothing (you could leave your undies on but I thought whats the point? These chicks have seen it all before) and my Scandinavian beauty therapist, let's call her Svetlana, started spraying me all over with the gun. She was quite thorough. Got into all the nooks and crannies. Then I had a look in the mirror and she asked if I wanted a second coat and for some reason I thought yeah why not, better get my money's worth. And now I look like, well, insert racist slang term for an African American. But it is pretty cool being brown. Such a novelty for me and my deathly white, almost purple with orange spotted flesh.
So Svetlana leaves me to dress and advises that I don't wear my bra because the tan will rub off. Me, not wearing a bra. Surely that's an oxymoron. I know you are all free and easy up there in the Northern Hemisphere Svetlana but surely you don't expect me to inflict my large saggy breasts on the world? It's not like we are in Africa here where its normal to see elongated droopy breasts. Here we hoist them up to our neck and strut around Burke Road. But cos I'm a good little girl and do what I'm told, I put back on my maxi dress, sans brassiere and knickers and went out to the desk to pay.
I asked the chick at the desk if I should actually go out in public like this and she said honey if I can, so can you. I looked down at her large, most likely fake boobed perky chest and thought, yeah its alright for some. But then I thought stuff it, I'm gonna shake up this toffy nosed suburb! So I spent the rest of the day, strolling around with not a care in the world, the breeze flowing through my dress and my boobs joyfully lolling to the side as I ventured in and out of shops and also took in a spot of Harry Potter. I had a great day and it was actually really liberating and comfortable to go commando. I propose we all take a leaf out of our mother's books, burn our bras and freeboob all the time! Who's with me??? Hello? Anyone out there? Ok, yeah I don't buy it either!
Dish du jour:
Meal 1 - lemon water
muesli with milk and berries
Meal 2 - water
apple and nuts
Meal 3 - water
nando's chicken pita with hot peri peri sauce and salad (ok so the white pita bread wasn't the greatest idea but otherwise this is a fairly healthy choice)
Meal 4 - water
protein shake
Meal 5 - water
mixed lettuce salad with grilled beef, falafel balls, red pepper, celery and low-fat mayo
meal 6 - water
yoghurt
Well I'm off for a shower. Don't wanna stain my sheets too much...
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