January 8th

Lack of variety is clearly not an issue, at least when I'm working - breakfast and lunch were basically repeats of yesterday (with a substitution of kangaroo snags for fillet), and I had a couple of handfuls of Goldenvale hoops, which are basically Cheerios but by Aldi.
An excellent day on the exercise front! I should point out that I've decided my days run from when I get up to when I go to bed, rather than the calendar/clock, because shift work makes everything confusing. That will cause my Mondays to be rather abbreviated, because I usually go to bed midmorning of my first day off, get up in the evening, then bed at night, but I'm sure the universe will continue to turn.
So - I did Jennie Garth's exercise tape before work, and kept up with everything except the thousands of crunches (replacing some of them with slow leg lowers, and others with lying on the carpet puffing). After work I went swimming.
I love the water. And last time I went swimming, which fell during the Time of Not Blogging, I nearly drowned. Actually, literally, almost drowned - after (overdoing as usual) my laps in a burst of enthusiasm fuelled by a long absence from the pool, I decided that instead of getting out I'd sit at the shallow end and practice holding my breath. Not, as it turns out, such a brilliant idea, because I started breathing before I broke the surface, and inhaled some water.
I felt quite dreadful by the time I got home, and my oxygen saturation was 84% instead of the normal >95% (all real hypochondriacs have their own pulse oximeters!). I probably should have gone to hospital, but I was exhausted, so instead I went to bed, propped up on pillows, with my phone and I left the front door unlocked in case I need to call 000. Over the course of the next couple of days my oxygenation returned to normal, but I haven't been swimming since.
Until today! I took it a little more slowly than last time, and instead of alternating between breast stroke, freestyle and back stroke I did six sets of three breast stroke, one freestyle and one backstroke, for a total length of 900m. It took a while, but that's what I'll work on next.
Between not being very hungry and doing some vigorous exercise, according to Calorie King I worked off more energy than I took in - I suspect there's a little overestimating of output and underestimating of intake, but interesting nonetheless. - Alex