The traveller's best fitness weapon

When I was packing to move overseas it occurred to me that my set of 3, 5, and 8 pound hand weights PROBABLY weren't going to travel well, particularly after I had to remove several articles of clothing and shoes just to keep my checked luggage under 50 pounds...and then do the same for my carry on baggage. I am by no means a light packer.

That being said it might interest you to know that about a year and a half ago I lost 25 pounds. It wasn't for the first time (I'm not proud), but it is the first time I've managed to keep it off (I am proud) and I wasn't about to let that change because I couldn't carry my damn hand weights or because none of my Canadian workout DVDs weren't going to work in the UK (I love you Jillian Michaels!).

Enter the saviour of my sanity (no workouts make K. a dull girl) and the traveller's best fitness weapon - the exercise cable (observe above).

Living the dream?

I probably should have started rambling sooner. My fiance is set to join me in England in less than a week (I've been here for five weeks) and his impending arrival has been making me think about the first few days I was here in England...Let's all take a walk down memory lane together shall we? (You may now visualize me pensively staring off into the distance with a fade out to my dreamy recollection).

My jet plane...well technically not MINE.

First off, nobody needs my life story, but in a nutshell, I'd been dreaming about moving to England for about six or seven years before I ended up here. I was lucky enough (actually it probably wasn't luck) that my fiance was also all for moving to England (he's an Australian expat in Canada soon to be in England) and so as my graduation neared and job opportunities started to present themselves, it was a quick choice that we were moving to England.