Now that I am going to be in the public eye on a regular basis (singing lead for The Comfy Chairs Band), I am feeling more stressed about looking a certain way again. I've had a bit of a reprieve from my prior obsession with weight and such because Jamie truly loves me and doesn't demand I look a certain way like I have had to deal with in precious relationships - I used to live on less than 600 calories and exercise 6 hours a day...yeah. Pathetic... anywho, I don't have time to exercise like a mad woman any more - and I need to keep my voice in shape more than anything else now that constant demand is being put on it (a good thing, a thing I've waited for for 30 years)...but, that still leaves me battling the bits of unsightly fat, that Jamie isn't bothered in the least about, and still wants me in spite of, but I wish weren't there! I suppose I am keeping things from getting out of hand by all the walking I do to and from the bus stop (which isn't really close to the day job - it's about a 10 minute walk one way). So, yeah...there you go... brisk walk to and from the bus stop, then brisk walk from the bus stop to the flat... I'm counting that.