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Wednesday, 1 June 2011
is it enough
So I had two meals today
Now as I'm going to sleep I feel really full
Is it ok to have only one big meal a day?
I feel ok when I do it, but people think its weird...
Oh well, I'm guessing tomorrow I will b back to normal
A big bowl of the spagbol I cooked tonight for lunch
Which turned out surprisingly good!?!?
Then maybe some toast or a PB'n'J sanga for dinner
Wish I still has saladas in the cupboard...
Now as I'm going to sleep I feel really full
Is it ok to have only one big meal a day?
I feel ok when I do it, but people think its weird...
Oh well, I'm guessing tomorrow I will b back to normal
A big bowl of the spagbol I cooked tonight for lunch
Which turned out surprisingly good!?!?
Then maybe some toast or a PB'n'J sanga for dinner
Wish I still has saladas in the cupboard...
surviving
today was one of those days i'm lucky to be alive
not as in, it was an amazing day or something special happened or wow i'm lucky to have what i do in life...while some of this maybe true (i am lucky to have what i do; health, great family, great friends, a roof over my head and all that jazz)
what i mean is, this morning on my way to work, as it happens at least once a week, i was almost killed...
now normally its by some dickhead cutting me off or some arsehole in a van getting pissed off with me lane splitting or some idiot on their phone changing lane or just floating out of their lane while they have a good old chin wag!
no today, if it was gonna me the day my number was called i would have felt sorry for the truck driver that almost hit me...today was one of the times that only bike riders can truly understand...i moved into the middle lane on the freeway (completely legally for a change) and as i did it, 0.5 of a second later a truck tried to move into my lane, pretty much on top of me...the poor guy would never have seen me and if it wasnt for me seeing his blinker flashing (great invention those things) and him starting to merge i would have been a goner!!! anyway i sped past him and would have scared the shit out of him as i emerged in front of his semi...
so i arrived at work (stupidly cold mind u) feeling a little more alive then normal
nothing like having a close call to wake u up in the morning
not as in, it was an amazing day or something special happened or wow i'm lucky to have what i do in life...while some of this maybe true (i am lucky to have what i do; health, great family, great friends, a roof over my head and all that jazz)
what i mean is, this morning on my way to work, as it happens at least once a week, i was almost killed...
now normally its by some dickhead cutting me off or some arsehole in a van getting pissed off with me lane splitting or some idiot on their phone changing lane or just floating out of their lane while they have a good old chin wag!
no today, if it was gonna me the day my number was called i would have felt sorry for the truck driver that almost hit me...today was one of the times that only bike riders can truly understand...i moved into the middle lane on the freeway (completely legally for a change) and as i did it, 0.5 of a second later a truck tried to move into my lane, pretty much on top of me...the poor guy would never have seen me and if it wasnt for me seeing his blinker flashing (great invention those things) and him starting to merge i would have been a goner!!! anyway i sped past him and would have scared the shit out of him as i emerged in front of his semi...
so i arrived at work (stupidly cold mind u) feeling a little more alive then normal
nothing like having a close call to wake u up in the morning
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