Mid-afternoon Wednesday and I’ve just crawled out of bed, after a catchup sleep after our overnight flight.
The scales say I put on 5 kilos! That can’t be right. I’m hoping for some water loss, but it’s Day One tomorrow. Full accountability posts on Fridays. TRE (16-8), Fast 800, until I’m back to where I was before I went away, and then back to 5:2. And low-carb too – it’s the only way for me to get there at a good rate.
What this really shows me (and OH who is always banging on about exercise, without actually doing much) is that exercise doesn’t really make much difference to weight loss (or at least at the rate we oozle round). There wouldn’t have been a day we didn’t do 10,000 steps minimum – 15,000 was our usual count.
Macau was lovely – years since I’ve been there, and still very Portuguese. We found a lovely little bar on our way home one night – we only had a couple – but the atmosphere was really European, and hard to believe we were till in Asia.
We had a nightmare trip home. The Sofitel told us airport ferries left every 15 minutes (I know, I should have checked) but it turns out they go just a few time a day. Fortunately we left early (3pm) for our 8 pm flight, because we had to go back to HK, dragging bags. The ferry stopped at a terminal we weren’t expecting, so we didn’t have a clue where we were. A very nice Australian man helped us, and even offered us money when I said I didn’t have enough local currency for the airport train, and not the airport bus. I needed 200 HK dollars but I only had 195 HK dollars and 5 Macau patacas … they are used interchangeably in Macau but not in HK. Anyway, when we finally got to the station, they took a credit card (of course – what was I thinking) and we even managed a quick G & T in the Qantas Club before we left. Unfortunately we were down the back of the bus and we had a very odd man sitting in between us (OH and I always reserve aisle seats, which sometimes sees us having a seat or two between us, or sometimes not).
Still, one bad day in a holiday of nearly 3 weeks is not too shabby at all. It is lovely to be home. Beautiful to arrive to such a crystal clear blue sky and air so so clean.
Bees seem to be thriving, and I come off my P plates on Saturday morning when my mentor does a full hand over, which is both exciting and scary.
Off now to buy vegetables and eggs, and maybe squeeze in a little food shopping. Back to work tomorrow. DD is having us for dinner tonight, but I need my FD meals ready to go.
Hope you are all well – will respond to posts more reliably, now I’m home.
5:43 am
22 May 19