Current weight : 14st 9.5lbs
Weight loss this week : 1lb
Total : zip
As you can probably guess there have been birthdays this week. My mum and my son. Tricky situations when trying to lose weight. Cake/eating out/eating in/alcohol/chocolates etc. And as you all know by now I find temptation so easy to resist....do I hell! Faced with any type of delicious but fattening food there is some small part of my brain telling me it's just not worth it, but the most part is shouting Yoohoo, give me lots of this crappy, fattening, full of calories food, and don't stop!
I don't know why I behave like this, but I know I'm not alone. This is why losing weight is so hard for so many of us. We just can't resist these foods when presented. Sometimes we don't even really want them but we are brain washed to eat them anyway. And those lovely people who don't behave this way find it very difficult to understand. Shit, I find it difficult to understand!!
So what's the cure? So many people & businesses out there making money on their promises to help us slim, thousands of books, thousands of diets, thousands of slimming clubs, thousands of supplements, pills, wraps, creams, powders, shakes, hard boiled eggs. Some help, a little, others just don't cut it. At the end of the day it is up to me, what I choose to eat, and it is a choice, albeit a difficult one most of the time.
So, that's my week (and I cracked a tooth (I was eating salad at the time, not toffee!) that had to be pulled out :-( so not a happy bunny). Well if you'll excuse me I'm off to have lemon meringue pie for my breakfast.
You never know how strong you are until strong is the only choice you have.
Weight : 14st 10.5lbs
Lost ; 1lb from last week but gained 1lb from the start
fat : 46%
Hello, my readers have reduced to 1/4 of what they normally are last week. Is that everyone bored because after a whopping 3 months (doesn't time fly when you're having fun?) I've not actually lost weight? I'm pretty sure you could sue me under breach of contract.
I make some strange annoying noises. Sometimes when I laugh I kinda snort, my husband calls me a piggy, it does sound rather pig like. If you hear me snort when you've told me a joke then it just means I find it very funny. When I chew my jaw clicks. I'm oblivious - I think I must be used to it, but I am lead to believe from family (no one else would be so rude) that it's highly annoying. And I snore! There, I've said it. Feels like I'm at an AA meeting. Hello my name is Gilly, and I'm a snorer. I don't actually mind, more often than not I'm sleeping. But I do feel sorry for hubby. He never complains - scratch that - he rarely complains. He doesn't move to the spare bed. He doesn't let me move to the spare bed (and yes!! I do offer!) he just sticks in his ear plugs and occasionally pokes me in the side to roll over. When I was away with my daughter she ended up sleeping in the 'retreat' (a room with day beds for chilling and reading during the day). Anyway, my point to all this (apart from sharing all my annoying habits) is that I only started snoring about 2 stones ago. So, yet one more reason to give up being fat! The list is endless.
What have I learnt? That I've been blogging for 3 months about losing weight and I've gained 1lb! So from today, girls and boys, I am actually going to do it! If I can't/don't I will relinquish this story writing and get a proper job.
If at first you don't succeed, ask if he has a brother.
Stats : see last week, nothing changed! I'm so shit at this, what can I say?
So I was surfing the net this week (please tell me this counts as exercise?) and I bumped into this diet quiz. Look at my score! 100% whoop whoop. I know there were only 11 questions but they were proper ones, not silly ones like 'What is healthier, a banana or a mars bar?'. So I know my theory. I'm an expert in knowing what to do, brilliant but pretty flamin' useless unless I can put it into practice. I've had a couple of long conversations with pals this week. All about what I need to do to be bikini ready. I can continue to eat healthier food but not supplement my diet with chocolate/cake/ice cream/biscuits/crisps - I'll just NOT eat them! How easy is that? Simply don't pick them up and put in my mouth. And I'll do my HIIT everyday. It takes only 20 minutes. EASY! I have a spare 20 mins everyday (I do, I really do). So what is wrong with this picture? There is nothing complicated here. There is nothing beyond my skills. It all makes perfect sense - SO WHY CAN'T I DO IT?!!
I have had a few Eeyore weeks. That cloud following me everywhere. And just when I think I've shaken it, it's back - sometimes bringing rain, sometimes thunder. My brain fails to function, it feels like its made of treacle. I know that during these periods I think differently, and just because I know this doesn't actually help to correct it. I have to sit it out (literally). And whilst I haven't managed to exercise (I've not even been to circuits - and I love circuits!) I have managed to get out of bed, get dressed, and smile and for this I am celebrating!
Anyway, talking about depression is depressing. Let's talk about.....peanut M&Ms instead.
What have I learnt this week? That I'm ready for a holiday.
I am who I am, your approval isn't needed.
Weight : the same!
Fat : the same!
How I look in my undies : the same!
How do I feel : not good.
So I got up one morning, and my dog was cowering....she was telling me she'd been naughty. Ah, the evidence was quite clear, my handbag was in her bed along with lots of bits of paper. On closer inspection she had eaten 2 Fry's Chocolate Creams, a stick of Bewdley rock and (this was the bad bit) she'd eaten the birthday card I had bought for hubby. (Birthday February but it was awesome!!) It read - I love you a little bit more every single day....well, that's not strictly true because some days you really annoy me.
So I was worried that she had eaten chocolate (not good for dogs) and really upset about the card! I ran upstairs to tell my husband thinking we might have to take her to the vets, like immediately, like in our PJs! My lovely 15 year old appeared (at 7am on a Sunday!!) all tall and skinny in his PJ shorts and hair sticking up - he looked like Ken Dodd. He'd heard me shouting at Libby, wanted to know what was happening. So I'm telling them both, and oh no it wasn't 'Quick get Libby into the car' oh no! I was bombarded with 'Why did you have two Frys Chocolate Creams in your bag?!', 'Why you hiding chocolate in your bag Mum?', 'Where is the third bar if you bought a pack?'
My excuse for buying the Frys was that I needed change for parking early one morning. The pack of my favourite bars just happened to be the first thing I grabbed, obviously! I ran out the room quickly, I could hear husband telling me that that was funny...most people would grab chewing gum...
Libby never got to the vets btw - she's fine!
What have I learnt? Well I was reminded this morning watching that early Great Britain TV (whatever it's called now) that being obese is really bad for heart disease and cancer. 40% of cancers are connected to being over weight! We all know this but it is so scary.
Be sure to taste your words before you spit them out.
Current weight : 14st 11.5lbs
Gain : 2 lbs
Fat : 46%
So, where was I? oh yes...
I kept those pre-pregnancy jeans for approx 20 years determind to fit back into them. I only chucked them a year or two ago a) they were really old fashioned and I wouldn't have been seen dead in them b) they were tiny and my bum was never going to fit c) after 20 years it was pretty pathetic holding on to them like they were the holy grail.
I was always on a diet! Losing a few lbs then putting it back on. My best trick was always to start a diet on a Monday then eat as much as I could on a Sunday! I was quite good at losing weight. I have often lost a stone or two, but I excell at putting weight back on. It is my forte I believe and I would challenge anyone to be better. Lots of folk only need to smell food to put on weight, well I can do it if it is within a 500m radius.
My most successful diet was Slimming World. Red days and Green days, I was all over it. I thought it was so ironic that it was run by 2 lovely ladies who were twice my size! How hilarious is that? I think I got down to about 11st. A size 14. I looked good, I looked good enough. I was happy. It was fine. Stayed like that for a few years I think. Then one morning I woke up and I had caught depression..
Now without getting all morbid obviously depression is nothing like that. It built up slowly, like mould, barely seen then growing behind my back until it rained down on me like nails from a gun. No longer able to ignore it, make excuses for it, think its just bad PMT. I was knocked flat! To make a long story short I ate, and ate and ate.
So that is pretty much my weight gain story. But don't forget...I do have heavy bones.
I have learnt this week that I have lost my skill at being able to lose weight. Seems I'm pretty crap at it actually. Well it will certainly make an interesting weight loss blog ha ha ha ha.
See things as they really are, but only focus on the good.
