V Is For Victory. And Very Painful.

Had a mini breakthrough moment earlier - got home from work sta-haaaaarving - like seriously hot and cold, breaking a sweat, it's-an-effort-to-pick-one-foot-up-and-put-it-in-front-of-the-other starving.  Rather than wait and cook something, I needed to eat right then, so I laid into a half a pepper in the fridge and a tub of hummous.  And then 2 slices of white bloomer bread went in the toaster and the rest of the pot of hummous went into my mouth by the medium of toast.

There followed a slight panick-y moment of "but that was meant to be a snack pre-dinner - now what do I do for dinner, because a) I've used up the rest of my daily points allowance, and b) I'm actually really full????".  In the Head of Sue the mealtime of dinner has not formally passed until something hot and well .... dinnery ... has been consumed.  But why not hummous and toast (and pepper)?  Why can't that be tea?  So it's not a nutritionally balanced meal, but you're contentedly full and don't need anything further.  Time to stop?  Yes.  So I did.

Also this waiting after eating thing ... it's good!  I originally wanted ice-cream, or chocolate, or something sweet (and no doubt terrible for me) to finish up my meal.  I sat.  I thought about it.  I wasn't hungry any more.  And besides it started absolutely bucketing down.  It's almost like the fates (or the Gods of the Scales?) said "nay - you shall not go to the shop yet". 

I finally went to the shop at 9.30pm after deciding I did want a little something.  I looked at the Ben & Jerry's and Haagen Dazs in the fridge.  It wasn't really calling my name in the end.  And confronted with the entire chocolate display, what did I end up with?  A Curlywurly, Weightwatchers magazine and a bucket-load of fruit (yay, Co-Op:  2 punnets of cherries and a box of blueberries for a fiver??  You rule!).

I've broken my Friday night treat cycle, at least for this week!  I've used a few flex points, admittedly, as most of a pot of hummous doesn't come cheap, and I had a low-fat blueberry muffin this afternoon after circuits class as I was still hungry after my lunch, but it's all looking good so far.

On a down note - I've got work tomorrow - sucky, sucky, sucky.

Oh, and FYI - my circuits class is officially ADVANCED.  Oh yes indeed - so said the instructor / evil genius today, just before she proceeded to break us in 45mins.  Yikes - I'm doing an advanced class!  And I would just like to say categorically: no human is designed to do that many variants on squats and presses / squats and lat raises / lunge and pushes / jump lunges / back lunge (is it telling that I just typed lunch there instead?) and tricep press / squats and more overhead presses, and ski sits, all in one go.  Even the instructor apologised for how many there were at the end of the session ..... mostly because a large portion of the attendees were lying sobbing on the floor by then (or at least wanted to be).  Ooooooh - that's going to hurt tomorrow!

But since I'll be at work, I don't suppose it will matter anyway. 

Humph.