87.6

And not really counting.

Mark and I officially threw in the towel on or around the 15th of October.

In my mind it ended when he stepped on an aircraft for New Zealand on the 5th of October.

So much hurt, so much confusion, so much uncertainty.

Great weekend. Depressing week.

I am 94.2 before I write anything else, I'm going to admit and cringe to the fact that since October last year I have only lost another 10kg

Staring down the barrell of a November 17 2012 wedding and thus being able to update my profile to 'finally married'  I'm not at all happy about my lack of weight loss.

That being said I still suck at controlling my impulses.

Yesterday I learnt Gods grace is enough to break me from bad habits so I'm really going to rely on the big guy to get me through the last 30kg.

I attempted to swim again about 6 weeks ago but the early alarm and sub zero temperatures quickly gave me enough excuse to crawl back into bed.

We're becoming increasingly involved in the ministry and I LOVE SINGING FOR JESUS.

Been involved in a few projects and getting more and more involved and dragging the kids around with me.  Been awesome.

Just updating this beause I can, and I'm trying to avoid real work.