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Meh
I've just realised that tomorrow is weigh-in day, and there's no avoiding the gain, so I'm not going to cry about it. What's done is done. Move on, get over it, tomorrow is another day etc etc.
This weekend's going to be busy. I'm going to a Bike Week bike maintenance workshop on Saturday, then going to get my hair cut and buy myself a new suit and associated trappings for a) graduation and b) job interviews. I have it in my head that now that I've lost weight, perhaps I can actually look good in nice clothes a la Olivia Benson, instead of, say, Rosie O'Donnell. Sunday I'm tossing up between going for a ride with my mum (at stupid o'clock, a 90 minute drive away) or doing the Jindalee ride again. At this stage, I'm hedging towards the Jindalee ride, but it's been a while since I've gone on a ride with mum, so I might just go down there after all. Also, I want to give J a call to see if she's free to catch up. Part of me is a little anxious that despite the promises to catch up someday, she actually doesn't want to catch up and is just trying to be polite/nice. I'll send her a note tomorrow to see if she's free.
No more progress on the bike front, except that I have received some useful advice from a fellow bike chick on the bicycles.net.au forums. More food for thought, though I'm still in the "it's all too hard" mindset at the moment.
I've been updating my resume, slowly but surely. I'm trying to figure out what it is I actually do at work these days. The answer is "not much", but I'm pretty sure one shouldn't use that level of honesty in a resume. 