At the airport checkin went really smooth and my bag was just 16 kg although I am thankful they didn't weigh my hand luggage because it is heavy due to gadgets and a certain Easter egg given to me by my family. I did bring them Australian Easter treats too so it's a good exchange.
At the airport I thought of getting a coffee and a bun or waiting a little. Because I didn't have any backup (also known as cereal bars) in my handbag I bought a coffee and a cinnamon scroll. The coffee ended up being triple-shot because when you pushed the button on the machine it only filled up 1/3. Naturally I pushed the button 3 times because I wanted to get value for my $5 expenditure. I also added some cinnamon on top and lucky I did because it would have been undrinkable otherwise - it tasted so bad.
On the plane I went, juggling a coffee, a handbag and a wheelie case. I found my seat (which is more than I can say for the lady who was wandering the aisle a few times before checking her ticket which showed that she was going to Trondheim) and managed to sort my luggage and coffee out without spilling anything. Because of all the hot water in my coffee it stayed warm for an hour which is quite a feat but I only had 3 sips. The cinnamon scroll on the other hand didn't even survive the security brief, it was absolutely delicious.
Imagine my surprise when we were served breakfast in the air. I think I have flown too much with low-cost airlines such as Jetstar, Virgin and Norwegian Airlines so I didn't even think this was an option. SAS Airlines in my heart forever. And the bread rolls were so good, fresh and warm. Other airlines could learn a lot I say. My point is - I bought an unnecessary coffee and scroll just because I didn't want to be hungry 40000 feet in the air. I could have survived without both the breakfast on the go and the mile high breakfast but I didn't. And it's not the first time. I am scared of being hungry.
I must add a side-note here, my boyfriend learnt early in our relationship that things are better if I am not hungry and he calls me Angrid when I am starving or without sugar in the near vicinity. He always keeps little treats nearby or bribes me with paninis and coffee. Completely healthy right?
In terms of my lifestyle, I am lucky I can eat pretty much anything without gaining much weight. I have been the same weight since I was 12 and I fluctuate in a 5kg range which you can say is quite a lot when you are just 158cm short, but it works. As long as my clothes fit I am fine. Some of my colleagues love commenting on my appearance and they tell me if I look thinner or bigger. This is truly a pet-hate because first of all it's quite rude to comment on someones appearance (sometimes there are 5 people in one day saying something.) In my mind too I feel like a skinny comment is a "get out of jail" card because now I can eat anything. And the gained weight comments repel off because it is none of their business and I am happy in my skin.
I had an interesting conversation last night with my gorgeous friend (and previous boss) who in a span of 6 years has had 2 lovely girls and who is really motivated on a healthy lifestyle (although treats are allowed of course, we had cake). She is 10 years older than me and she warned me that it only gets harder to stay in shape. Her main motivation now is that it's fun to re-new yourself and fitting into smaller clothes. She is also scared of being frumpy. I think she is wonderful and her husband is very supportive of her when she needs gym-time or girlfriend-time. It is very interesting to receive advise from other women because some will be very honest and others may sugar coat things a little. I think striking a healthy balance makes it just right.
Is it just me or are you too scared of being hungry? I for one can't wait to get back to Sydney and resuming a healthy routine.
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