It turns out I've figured out how to maintain, but not how to lose at the moment. After an admittedly fairly not-on-plan week I'm back up 2lbs and rather frustrated with myself. On top of that TOTM arrived this morning so that's probably not helping any.
I'm using that frustration to drive me forward. Another clean fresh week in the Weight Watcher tracker and I have to admit that when they're empty they're so full of possibility.
I'm trying a slightly new tack for the next couple of weeks. As I keep tripping up recently and I'm going to try and at least put a little control on the situation and limit that to one day a week. So, and we'll see how this goes, for the next couple of weeks I'm going to have a one day a week, to be used as and when required, when I can eat whatever it is I've been craving and get it out my system.
Let me clarifiy - this is not a binge day or a regularly scheduled free day with a free excuse to go crazy - this is just a way for me to let off a little steam and limit my recent bad eating to one day a week whilst still being mindful, and start to refind my missing mojo.
This week's day was yesterday when I had some pizza and wine - but I watched what I ate for the rest of the day and thoroughly enjoyed everything I ate. The thought of this system leaves me feeling a little more in control and less panicky, as I've been finding the Weight Watchers plan so hard to stick to recently.
I've hit a temporary block whereby I've been at this a while and feel restricted and I'm fighting it. I know that the WW's plan isn't truly restrictive but I'm just finding myself a bit resentful recently of the constant counting and decision-making required. So whilst I get my brain past that point I need to do something to limit the damage and this is my version of a safety-valve - a day in the week when I can have whatever food-of-the-week it is that I've really been wanting without beating myself up.
Exercise this week was good - I've gymmed twice and done Combat and Balance - 4 good workouts.
I've also given myself an incentive to get out of this current pit - if, no when, I get back to 12st 6lbs (4 stone off) I can buy myself the Abercrombie and Fitch jumper I've been salivating over for months now .... never underestimate the power of clothes on me - hopefully the thought of the jumper will win over the food!!!
-- Posted from my iPhone
Saturday, 27 February 2010
Wednesday, 24 February 2010
More woes
For today's tale of trauma, I present exhibit A: my broken down car.
See this face?
Not a happy one, is it? That is the face of some poor schmuck who's just been stung for an extra £90 to join the AA on top of the normal premium, because she forgot to do it earlier.
Booooooo!!
So whilst I'm sitting here slowly losing the sensation in my fingers and toes (it's cold enough to see my breath) and waiting for my knight in a shining recovery van to appear, I thought I'd tag in and say howdee.
I could not stop eating yesterday - just hungry all day!! First thing in the office I was starving but then worked out I was also freezing and put the heater on which seemed to help. But it wasn't a great day overall and I think part of that was because I was in so early getting the deadlines done that it throws my whole food timetable out the window.
By the time I was driving home last night all I could think about was fish and chips, so I stopped off and got myself a little portion with a baby portion of cod and a small portion of chips, and I savoured every mouthful.
Today, if and when I ever get to work, we've got lunch out at the dreaded buffet to celebrate my friend going on maternity leave. Everytime we go to that buffet I get a little better at figuring out the choices, so let's hope I can continue that trend today. At least I've got a Body Combat class this evening to burn off any indiscretions!!
I'm going to sit in the cold now and read all your posts from the last 24 hours and resolutely ignore the breakfast van that's about 50m down the layby I'm currently stuck in!
-- Posted from my iPhone
See this face?
Not a happy one, is it? That is the face of some poor schmuck who's just been stung for an extra £90 to join the AA on top of the normal premium, because she forgot to do it earlier.
Booooooo!!
So whilst I'm sitting here slowly losing the sensation in my fingers and toes (it's cold enough to see my breath) and waiting for my knight in a shining recovery van to appear, I thought I'd tag in and say howdee.
I could not stop eating yesterday - just hungry all day!! First thing in the office I was starving but then worked out I was also freezing and put the heater on which seemed to help. But it wasn't a great day overall and I think part of that was because I was in so early getting the deadlines done that it throws my whole food timetable out the window.
By the time I was driving home last night all I could think about was fish and chips, so I stopped off and got myself a little portion with a baby portion of cod and a small portion of chips, and I savoured every mouthful.
Today, if and when I ever get to work, we've got lunch out at the dreaded buffet to celebrate my friend going on maternity leave. Everytime we go to that buffet I get a little better at figuring out the choices, so let's hope I can continue that trend today. At least I've got a Body Combat class this evening to burn off any indiscretions!!
I'm going to sit in the cold now and read all your posts from the last 24 hours and resolutely ignore the breakfast van that's about 50m down the layby I'm currently stuck in!
-- Posted from my iPhone
Monday, 22 February 2010
Just a quickie ....
Hey guys,
Just a quick check in on where I'm at today. Had an ok day on the food today, although I got a little too distracted by the goodies that someone had bought back from a weekend trip to Amsterdam. Still - I banked points for the day, so that's not so bad.
Lesson learned for the day - when I'm really, really hungry, it doesn't take that much to fill me up. Get. It. In. My. Thick. Skull. I didn't do too badly at dinner time - I just had half a pack of fresh vegetable ravioli, with a little bit of Flora Extra Light spread, and a sprinkle of half-fat grated cheddar, and then piled the rest of the plate high with fresh spinach. The secret seems to be to make sure everything is suitable seasoned so that I can properly taste it and therefore remember eating each bit, and don't just wolf it down in a rush.
I missed my spin class (again) today as I was late leaving the office, but I shuffled off to the gym to do 45 mins cardio anyway, so I've done my thing and got my sweat on for the day.
Yet again this week, I'm planning on trying to stay away from the alcohol and get plenty of activity and sleep in. Same old, same old.
Only other news is that I've just finished re-writing my CV and have shot it off to the first recruitment consultant. Eeeeek! Either everything will go in a rush now and I won't know where I'm at, or nothing at all will happen. Just have to wait and see, I guess, but it was time to stop moaning about my job and do something about it. Especially as they announced this morning that not only has our bonus from last year been axed (not unduly surprising given the current economic climate, but frustrating as they had us working harder than ever last year to try and hit the targets), but the bonus scheme has now been suspended til further notice (i.e. eternity). So that, together with the pay freeze we're already in the middle of, and the ever increasing hours, is basically a paycut, or a big, fat slap in the face, depending on which way you look at it. I don't like it either way!
That's all from me today, muchacos (or however the hell you spell that) - later!
Just a quick check in on where I'm at today. Had an ok day on the food today, although I got a little too distracted by the goodies that someone had bought back from a weekend trip to Amsterdam. Still - I banked points for the day, so that's not so bad.
Lesson learned for the day - when I'm really, really hungry, it doesn't take that much to fill me up. Get. It. In. My. Thick. Skull. I didn't do too badly at dinner time - I just had half a pack of fresh vegetable ravioli, with a little bit of Flora Extra Light spread, and a sprinkle of half-fat grated cheddar, and then piled the rest of the plate high with fresh spinach. The secret seems to be to make sure everything is suitable seasoned so that I can properly taste it and therefore remember eating each bit, and don't just wolf it down in a rush.
I missed my spin class (again) today as I was late leaving the office, but I shuffled off to the gym to do 45 mins cardio anyway, so I've done my thing and got my sweat on for the day.
Yet again this week, I'm planning on trying to stay away from the alcohol and get plenty of activity and sleep in. Same old, same old.
Only other news is that I've just finished re-writing my CV and have shot it off to the first recruitment consultant. Eeeeek! Either everything will go in a rush now and I won't know where I'm at, or nothing at all will happen. Just have to wait and see, I guess, but it was time to stop moaning about my job and do something about it. Especially as they announced this morning that not only has our bonus from last year been axed (not unduly surprising given the current economic climate, but frustrating as they had us working harder than ever last year to try and hit the targets), but the bonus scheme has now been suspended til further notice (i.e. eternity). So that, together with the pay freeze we're already in the middle of, and the ever increasing hours, is basically a paycut, or a big, fat slap in the face, depending on which way you look at it. I don't like it either way!
That's all from me today, muchacos (or however the hell you spell that) - later!
Sunday, 21 February 2010
Snow again.
Oh my lord it's been a busy couple of days, so excuse the absence in blogging!
Thursday night was chaos because the snow suddenly came back, and whilst it was busy snowing hard on my home-town, the area where my office is wasn't seeing any of it, so I kind of had no idea what was going on! Having not looked at a weather forecast in days either, I was totally non-prepared for snow, and was wearing silly pretty shoes and had no warm clothing with me, so you can imagine me getting a little panicked as my friends and Dad all contacted me to say we had 6 inches of snow which was hellishly slippy, and even Jon's 4 wheel drive car couldn't get up the hill home! I don't get a lot of sympathy at work as far as the weather's concerned - they're far more worried about me getting whatever "urgent, critical" deadline it is out the way, but I eventually just decided to leave an hour early to at least try and avoid the rush hour on the way home.
I had a bit of a nightmare journey as I lost control of the car at one point (only going at 30mph on a big open road too) and skidded about 100m before bumping the car in front. Luckily, it was the slowest, gentlest shunt it could possibly have been without avoiding them altogether, and all I've got to show for it is a cracked number plate, but you can imagine I was a bit shaken after that. I also had to stop at the outdoor store on the way home to grab a pair of wellies in case I did have to abandon the car, as I'd very cleverly never put mine back in the car after the last snow a couple of weeks ago, and I'd left the house in little flat leather pumps that morning - genius!
I did eventually make it home in one piece (and ironically all the way up the hill to the flat first time), but saw plenty of cars being pushed, and buses abandoned at the side of the road. Anyway, you can imagine that after that sort of day, I was a bit devil-may-care with my attitude to food in the evening, and I was a few points over in the end.
However .... the scales have been kind to me this week and at weigh in on Friday, I lost ..... duh, duh, duuuuuuuh .... 1.5lbs!!!!
I can't tell you how chuffed I am with that after the funk I've been in recently! The scales actually dropped again yesterday morning too by a couple of lbs, and whilst I know they probably won't stay there just yet, it's so nice to see those numbers again.
Friday was another icky day of stress. After Thursday night's adventures getting home I decided not to brave the snow again and to work from home. Which pissed my boss off. I really don't think she likes me, and as a result she gave me a list of work a mile long to complete so that I could prove I was actually working from home and not annoy my colleagues who don't have the capacity (i.e. a work laptop) to work from home themselves. WTF???? It's not like either of my team-mates care that I work from home occasionally - especially seeing as they both live within 5 miles of work and I live 26 miles away, and we all work as hard as each other (hello - I worked 3 hours over last Friday with bugger all thanks for it). So I fail to see how me having to do extra work to "prove myself" is justified!!!
On top of that, my secure network connection for work started playing silly buggers and was soooooo slow that I wasn't getting anywhere, never mind the ridiculous list of stuff I'd been given to do getting completed. I rang my boss to explain, and to suggest I just book the time off as holiday (which is standard site practice for people taking snow days at my work), and she basically told me I couldn't and if I couldn't do the work at some point over the weekend, I'd have to make up the hours next week. Grrrrrrrr.
Now I think most of this has to do with the fact that she is very stressed out currently and the work is required for a meeting next Wednesday, but the way it was all conveyed to me .... well, it sucked. Extensively. Consequently, I shall be tarting up my CV later this afternoon with a view to approaching the recruitment agencies - I've had enough of this shit. After I've done the sodding work that is!
Once I'd finished gnashing my teeth over the unfairness of it all, I decided it was high time I restocked my pathetically empty fridge with healthy fare for the coming week, and buggered off to the supermarket and shops for a bit of retail therapy. A lot of food, a lovely pair of shoes and a black lacy top later, I was feeling much saner.
I rounded off the day with a lovely meal cooked by Sheena and some trashy rom-coms - The Ugly Truth and The Proposal (both pretty good incidentally).
Yesterday dawned bright, and relatively snow-free, so after a refreshing night's sleep, I voluntarily pulled on my work out gear as soon as I got up and trudged off down the road to the gym for 45 mins sweat. I then sprinted off to meet Jo and Lissa for a day of silliness followed by a cheesey night out. We played indoor mini-golf, danced, took a lot of silly pictures and had fun. Then I went home and felt very sick, because drinking wine kills me at the moment!
Right - I suppose I'd best try and get some of that sodding work done then!
TTFN!
Thursday night was chaos because the snow suddenly came back, and whilst it was busy snowing hard on my home-town, the area where my office is wasn't seeing any of it, so I kind of had no idea what was going on! Having not looked at a weather forecast in days either, I was totally non-prepared for snow, and was wearing silly pretty shoes and had no warm clothing with me, so you can imagine me getting a little panicked as my friends and Dad all contacted me to say we had 6 inches of snow which was hellishly slippy, and even Jon's 4 wheel drive car couldn't get up the hill home! I don't get a lot of sympathy at work as far as the weather's concerned - they're far more worried about me getting whatever "urgent, critical" deadline it is out the way, but I eventually just decided to leave an hour early to at least try and avoid the rush hour on the way home.
I had a bit of a nightmare journey as I lost control of the car at one point (only going at 30mph on a big open road too) and skidded about 100m before bumping the car in front. Luckily, it was the slowest, gentlest shunt it could possibly have been without avoiding them altogether, and all I've got to show for it is a cracked number plate, but you can imagine I was a bit shaken after that. I also had to stop at the outdoor store on the way home to grab a pair of wellies in case I did have to abandon the car, as I'd very cleverly never put mine back in the car after the last snow a couple of weeks ago, and I'd left the house in little flat leather pumps that morning - genius!
I did eventually make it home in one piece (and ironically all the way up the hill to the flat first time), but saw plenty of cars being pushed, and buses abandoned at the side of the road. Anyway, you can imagine that after that sort of day, I was a bit devil-may-care with my attitude to food in the evening, and I was a few points over in the end.
However .... the scales have been kind to me this week and at weigh in on Friday, I lost ..... duh, duh, duuuuuuuh .... 1.5lbs!!!!
I can't tell you how chuffed I am with that after the funk I've been in recently! The scales actually dropped again yesterday morning too by a couple of lbs, and whilst I know they probably won't stay there just yet, it's so nice to see those numbers again.
Friday was another icky day of stress. After Thursday night's adventures getting home I decided not to brave the snow again and to work from home. Which pissed my boss off. I really don't think she likes me, and as a result she gave me a list of work a mile long to complete so that I could prove I was actually working from home and not annoy my colleagues who don't have the capacity (i.e. a work laptop) to work from home themselves. WTF???? It's not like either of my team-mates care that I work from home occasionally - especially seeing as they both live within 5 miles of work and I live 26 miles away, and we all work as hard as each other (hello - I worked 3 hours over last Friday with bugger all thanks for it). So I fail to see how me having to do extra work to "prove myself" is justified!!!
On top of that, my secure network connection for work started playing silly buggers and was soooooo slow that I wasn't getting anywhere, never mind the ridiculous list of stuff I'd been given to do getting completed. I rang my boss to explain, and to suggest I just book the time off as holiday (which is standard site practice for people taking snow days at my work), and she basically told me I couldn't and if I couldn't do the work at some point over the weekend, I'd have to make up the hours next week. Grrrrrrrr.
Now I think most of this has to do with the fact that she is very stressed out currently and the work is required for a meeting next Wednesday, but the way it was all conveyed to me .... well, it sucked. Extensively. Consequently, I shall be tarting up my CV later this afternoon with a view to approaching the recruitment agencies - I've had enough of this shit. After I've done the sodding work that is!
Once I'd finished gnashing my teeth over the unfairness of it all, I decided it was high time I restocked my pathetically empty fridge with healthy fare for the coming week, and buggered off to the supermarket and shops for a bit of retail therapy. A lot of food, a lovely pair of shoes and a black lacy top later, I was feeling much saner.
I rounded off the day with a lovely meal cooked by Sheena and some trashy rom-coms - The Ugly Truth and The Proposal (both pretty good incidentally).
Yesterday dawned bright, and relatively snow-free, so after a refreshing night's sleep, I voluntarily pulled on my work out gear as soon as I got up and trudged off down the road to the gym for 45 mins sweat. I then sprinted off to meet Jo and Lissa for a day of silliness followed by a cheesey night out. We played indoor mini-golf, danced, took a lot of silly pictures and had fun. Then I went home and felt very sick, because drinking wine kills me at the moment!
Right - I suppose I'd best try and get some of that sodding work done then!
TTFN!
Thursday, 18 February 2010
Back in the ring for round 2 (and what the hell are my scales talking about??)
I love you guys. Like seriously, have I mentioned recently how awesome you are. You are world-class at picking me up when I'm edging along the ledge.
Have I also mentioned recently how much I DON'T like my scales. They are really messing with my mind.
Yesterday - 13st 0.8lbs - Sue is staring into the abyss ready to jump.
Today - 12st 11.8lbs. Sue is EXTREMELY confused.
I would like nothing more right now than to chuck the sodding things out the window and watch springs and things bouncing around when they smash on the ground 2 storeys below. Or to at least hide them and ignore them. But I have to admit it: my name is Sue and I'm a scale junkie. God damn it, but they rule me and I'm dependent. If they are there then I have to step on them and I feel lost without them because I'm convinced I'll put on weight the second I stop checking on them. Ugh.
And breeeeeathe.
Anyhoo - ignoring the scales and the gibberish they are speaking - yesterday was good. Ironic, really, that in the midst of my doom, gloom and scales-related depression, I can still pull a good day out of the bag.
Having a bigger breakfast than usual kept me full all morning, and my soup and sandwich kept me full all afternoon, so no snacking, which made a really nice change. And then I went to the gym for a cardio workout after work.
It's been ages since I did this - went to the gym other than to attend a class or just run on the treadmill, and I realised how effective it could be. I've got so used to how intense classes and running are, and hooked on how many points I can earn in a relatively short time, that I've been dismissing the normal gym as too easy. What an idiot!!! Yeah, ok, so I might find the X-trainer and rowing machines a lot easier than prancing round punching and kicking for an hour, but it sure cranked my heart-rate up!! In fact, it was really quite an enjoyable workout. 45 mins: 20 mins X-trainer, 10 mins stepper, 10 mins run, 5 mins ergo rower, 1 sweaty Sue, average heart rate 156, 550 calories burned.
I guess doing short intervals means I get less bored and work harder because I know I'll be on to a different set of muscles imminently.
So yesterday in summary: workout completed, points banked, 1 sneaky glass of wine consumed with dinner, and in bed by midnight. Not bad.
Onwards, troopers!!!
-- Posted from my iPhone
Have I also mentioned recently how much I DON'T like my scales. They are really messing with my mind.
Yesterday - 13st 0.8lbs - Sue is staring into the abyss ready to jump.
Today - 12st 11.8lbs. Sue is EXTREMELY confused.
I would like nothing more right now than to chuck the sodding things out the window and watch springs and things bouncing around when they smash on the ground 2 storeys below. Or to at least hide them and ignore them. But I have to admit it: my name is Sue and I'm a scale junkie. God damn it, but they rule me and I'm dependent. If they are there then I have to step on them and I feel lost without them because I'm convinced I'll put on weight the second I stop checking on them. Ugh.
And breeeeeathe.
Anyhoo - ignoring the scales and the gibberish they are speaking - yesterday was good. Ironic, really, that in the midst of my doom, gloom and scales-related depression, I can still pull a good day out of the bag.
Having a bigger breakfast than usual kept me full all morning, and my soup and sandwich kept me full all afternoon, so no snacking, which made a really nice change. And then I went to the gym for a cardio workout after work.
It's been ages since I did this - went to the gym other than to attend a class or just run on the treadmill, and I realised how effective it could be. I've got so used to how intense classes and running are, and hooked on how many points I can earn in a relatively short time, that I've been dismissing the normal gym as too easy. What an idiot!!! Yeah, ok, so I might find the X-trainer and rowing machines a lot easier than prancing round punching and kicking for an hour, but it sure cranked my heart-rate up!! In fact, it was really quite an enjoyable workout. 45 mins: 20 mins X-trainer, 10 mins stepper, 10 mins run, 5 mins ergo rower, 1 sweaty Sue, average heart rate 156, 550 calories burned.
I guess doing short intervals means I get less bored and work harder because I know I'll be on to a different set of muscles imminently.
So yesterday in summary: workout completed, points banked, 1 sneaky glass of wine consumed with dinner, and in bed by midnight. Not bad.
Onwards, troopers!!!
-- Posted from my iPhone
Wednesday, 17 February 2010
A put-down at the scales
I'm having a mini freak-out at the scales today as the bastard's just keep going up without my permission. There was a nasty looking number that looked a lot like 13 on them this morning.
Seriously?????
Son of a bitch!!!
Eating yesterday wasn't entirely perfect, but nowhere near enough to justify another freaking gain. This scares me .... I'm still making the effort and fighting every day for this and so far this year all that's happening is gains. What if this is it and I can't get it right anymore? Can't lose anymore? Start slowly creeping back up?
It bloody terrifies me that I can't seem to get this right anymore. That when it is right, it doesn't have any positive impact on the scales at the moment.
I'm trying to push that fear away and bury it, and not let it distract me from continuing to try and make each day good, but it's there lurking at the back of my mind. The same fear that I was surprised to find groundless when I first started this last year, finally feels like it's real and true now and has come back to haunt me. I feel like I no longer control the scale - that what I eat won't change what I see which is how I used to feel before Weightwatchers.
I'm still not ready to give up though. I might well cry (literally) if I see another gain on Friday, which is what I currently expect, but I can't give this up because the alternative is far worse. The alternative is regaining everything I lost, and probably alarmingly quickly. It's the destruction of my self-esteem AGAIN. And besides - I threw out all my clothes. I don't want to give up - not on the healthy-eating plan - not on myself.
Yesterday I found myself physically hungry for much of the day. I fought it as best I could by at least making the extra food as healthy as possible - clementines, cereal bars, soup and a small roll at lunch with my sandwich. I made homemade carrot soup in the evening too before my pancakes, but I did end up a few points over by the end of the day. I did half an hour of yoga and abs at home in the evening and discovered that I really don't like working out at home on the whole. No alcohol, and in bed by 11.
I haven't got a lot of food in the flat at the moment, so I scavenged together scrambled eggs on toast for breakfast this morning, which seems to be keeping the munchies at bay so far. I've got the leftover soup with a sandwich for lunch, and I bought in the remaining slice of millionaire shortbread that was tormenting me from the fridge and gave it to my friends. Gym tonight after work for a cardio blast, then I'm being cooked for by Bridget - I've already pointed it up.
Wish me good karma that I see something positive to encourage me to keep going sometime soon! Otherwise I might lose the will to keep doing this!!
-- Posted from my iPhone
Seriously?????
Son of a bitch!!!
Eating yesterday wasn't entirely perfect, but nowhere near enough to justify another freaking gain. This scares me .... I'm still making the effort and fighting every day for this and so far this year all that's happening is gains. What if this is it and I can't get it right anymore? Can't lose anymore? Start slowly creeping back up?
It bloody terrifies me that I can't seem to get this right anymore. That when it is right, it doesn't have any positive impact on the scales at the moment.
I'm trying to push that fear away and bury it, and not let it distract me from continuing to try and make each day good, but it's there lurking at the back of my mind. The same fear that I was surprised to find groundless when I first started this last year, finally feels like it's real and true now and has come back to haunt me. I feel like I no longer control the scale - that what I eat won't change what I see which is how I used to feel before Weightwatchers.
I'm still not ready to give up though. I might well cry (literally) if I see another gain on Friday, which is what I currently expect, but I can't give this up because the alternative is far worse. The alternative is regaining everything I lost, and probably alarmingly quickly. It's the destruction of my self-esteem AGAIN. And besides - I threw out all my clothes. I don't want to give up - not on the healthy-eating plan - not on myself.
Yesterday I found myself physically hungry for much of the day. I fought it as best I could by at least making the extra food as healthy as possible - clementines, cereal bars, soup and a small roll at lunch with my sandwich. I made homemade carrot soup in the evening too before my pancakes, but I did end up a few points over by the end of the day. I did half an hour of yoga and abs at home in the evening and discovered that I really don't like working out at home on the whole. No alcohol, and in bed by 11.
I haven't got a lot of food in the flat at the moment, so I scavenged together scrambled eggs on toast for breakfast this morning, which seems to be keeping the munchies at bay so far. I've got the leftover soup with a sandwich for lunch, and I bought in the remaining slice of millionaire shortbread that was tormenting me from the fridge and gave it to my friends. Gym tonight after work for a cardio blast, then I'm being cooked for by Bridget - I've already pointed it up.
Wish me good karma that I see something positive to encourage me to keep going sometime soon! Otherwise I might lose the will to keep doing this!!
-- Posted from my iPhone
Tuesday, 16 February 2010
Day 1 back on track
Yesterday was much better - not a bad start at all to being back on track. My food was all tracked and I finished the day with some points banked after exercise. One box ticked.
I went to the gym when I got home, and much as my legs protested I warmed up on the X-trainer for 10 mins and then knocked out another 20 min run with the treadmill set a speed or two higher than usual. I wasn't in the mood for a long haul so went for short and intense instead. Still slow at 5.5mph, but slowly, slowly increasing my speed little by little. 2 days in a row of even short runs has given me achey legs of lead today though!!! (Oh, and I didn't spin as I said I would because both classes were full).
I stayed in last night, had a long luxury shower instead of a bath and the boys popped round later to demolish more of the shortbread for me. I had a half slice since I had a couple of points left. In bed by midnight - not quite as early as I'd have liked, but not bad.
The scales this morning are 0.4lbs down - any movement away from the dreaded 13 stone barrier is good - I am soooooooo not going back there!!!!
Today is a rinse and repeat of yesterday. Dinner tonight is going to be replaced by a nutritious pile of pancakes!!! Forgive me - I am at least saving up the points for it and planning on staying in my points for the day. I might also make some tomato soup in case I need extras.
I'm not sure my legs can take another session of running just yet as they're feeling pathetically tight right now, so I'm going to try and find some yoga and stretches to do for tonight's activity.
21.5lbs to goal - and I'm going to keep chipping away at it.
Laters, lovelies!!
-- Posted from my iPhone
I went to the gym when I got home, and much as my legs protested I warmed up on the X-trainer for 10 mins and then knocked out another 20 min run with the treadmill set a speed or two higher than usual. I wasn't in the mood for a long haul so went for short and intense instead. Still slow at 5.5mph, but slowly, slowly increasing my speed little by little. 2 days in a row of even short runs has given me achey legs of lead today though!!! (Oh, and I didn't spin as I said I would because both classes were full).
I stayed in last night, had a long luxury shower instead of a bath and the boys popped round later to demolish more of the shortbread for me. I had a half slice since I had a couple of points left. In bed by midnight - not quite as early as I'd have liked, but not bad.
The scales this morning are 0.4lbs down - any movement away from the dreaded 13 stone barrier is good - I am soooooooo not going back there!!!!
Today is a rinse and repeat of yesterday. Dinner tonight is going to be replaced by a nutritious pile of pancakes!!! Forgive me - I am at least saving up the points for it and planning on staying in my points for the day. I might also make some tomato soup in case I need extras.
I'm not sure my legs can take another session of running just yet as they're feeling pathetically tight right now, so I'm going to try and find some yoga and stretches to do for tonight's activity.
21.5lbs to goal - and I'm going to keep chipping away at it.
Laters, lovelies!!
-- Posted from my iPhone
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