Weight :14st 12lbs
Change : nada
Loss : 4lbs
Had a funny kind of week. I have neither been 'good' nor particularly 'bad'. I haven't really thought about my health that much, I've just lived my life, doing what I do (not much one should add). Other things have been my priority. Which is obvious in my none existent weight loss.
I was clothes shopping at the weekend. A task that I abhor I might add (looking at your reflection in a huge mirror, getting stuck in clothes that are too small - trying not to rip them as you drag them off, and (the most distressing) size 18 clothes that don't make you look like a size 12! Why is that?? Why do I still look fat?!). I was in a very smart (aka expensive) ladies fashion store, when the manager got hold of my arm. I thought I was getting thrown out for a) being too fat - size 18 is the max that they sell (and in this particular store don't stock anything above size 16) and b) I suddenly realised that I looked like a total clampit! Anyway it was OK, said manager was my daughter and she wanted to introduce me to a colleague. And I was so embarrassed for her! I just looked a state. I think if it was the other way round I would have denied the relationship and just escorted me out of the store 'Pretty Woman' style.
Then it dawned on me that I'd looked like a hill-billy all week (I hope my boss isn't reading this). And that is not good. My hair had an inch of grey roots (not a good look). My clothes were eh? bad. Just grabbed the first thing out my wardrobe (when I say wardrobe I mean the pile of clothes on the floor - my actual wardrobe is full to burst of clothes that are too small - so my 'current' clothes just get rotated from washing/wearing/washing and never have time to be hung - I need a good 24 hours and a person so hardcore to pull my old clothes out of my hands with me screaming 'But it's made of silk and it will fit me one day!') Anyway the first step to weight loss is feeling good about yourself! So I dyed my hair (and I even blow dried it! Whoop) put on my best jeans and a swipe of lipstick. A mild improvement...now I just need to get into those size 12s.
The difference between who you are and who you want to be is what you do.
Todays weight : 14st 12lb
Gain : 1.5lbs
Total loss : a really pathetic 4lbs
So we have good news & bad - the good is that I haven't eaten a single creme egg, and yes there were 2 in the office when I went back on Tuesday, they have now all gone - not by me :-). The bad is, urgh, cough cough, I've gained weight! Now hold on, I've not told you my excuses yet, and I have a few, all lame. And my mum has already told me off and that was before I even stood on the scales!
So let's be honest here, it was Easter and that is a double problem, firstly Easter eggs and secondly four straight days off work. So I had 2 Easter eggs - one from my in laws and the other from my hubby (aka me!). And don't you just love the cracked chocolate shell straight out the fridge? Now I think a few of you have cottoned on to the fact I love chocolate, however, I'm not a lover of just ordinary, nothing else happening, chocolate. I would never choose just a plain bar of chocolate, but there is something so good about the egg of an Easter egg. Every time I go in the kitchen (which is a lot) I crack some off. Heaven. It's up there with peanut M&Ms and smarties! Talking of which...
I was feeling very low yesterday so I had smarties for breakfast. They are like multi-coloured prozac! And contain all the food groups - yellow/orange = fruit, green = veg, red = protein, brown = carbs, blue = ??? WTF! Blue food is wrong! Although thinking about it that's probably the prozac.
So, it was lovely having a long weekend, but I didn't really do anything! And here lies the problem. Just lounging around, reading the paper, catching up on TV (did you see Broadchurch?!) and plenty of time to go to the fridge for egg shell.
Back to work Tuesday I thought this is it, I can redeem myself after my weekend indulgence. But it all went wrong. So, lets see, a colleague bought me a huge strawberry pancake (like a strawberry tart but on a pancake!) and it would have been so rude not to. Straight after work Tues & Wed I was doing training. My colleague (different to pancake man) & I had supper on expenses - thank you Boss. So we bothered Mr Wetherspoon again. (Do you know they now serve glasses of Buck's Fizz? Oh yes!) We shared a platter one evening - 2650 calories!!! Unbelievable. On one plate! Good job we shared.
So there is goes. My week, my failings, my sadness, my disappointment...are you feeling sorry for me yet? Gosh, you're a tough lot. Yes, I promise to do better next week. Countdown is on to bikini season ;-)
One downfall is the opportunity for a comeback!
Current weight : 14st 10.5lbs
Weight loss this week : 2.5lbs
Total weight loss : 5.5lbs
It's Easter. Tell me what is the first thing you think of - be honest?
a. Simnel Cake
b. Jesus etc
c. Hot Cross Buns
d. Chocolate Eggs
e. Chicks, Bunnies & Bonnets
f. Creme Eggs
I think of Creme Eggs. I'm not sure if anyone knows but I'm quite partial to a creme egg. And they are seasonal, get them when you can I say. Well at least they used to be seasonal - probably get them year round now. How do you know it's Christmas? Easter eggs are in the shops! Anyway, I digress. My boss brought 5 boxes of 5 creme eggs (I can remember when it was a box of 6 - bloody Cadbury's!) so that's 25 creme eggs (in case you can't manage the maths). There are at least a dozen people floating around the office within a weekly period, plus at least half a dozen more (any one noticed I'm counting in 'egg'? Ha Ha) who pop in and out. I am the one ploughing through these eggs! I'm doing a fab job, at least one everyday, sometimes 2. I only know of one other person who has eaten one of the damn things - and it burnt her mouth! (She's a crazy don't worry). But I really like Creme Eggs.
What I don't particularly like at Easter time is Hot Cross Buns. I mean there is nothing wrong with them but I wouldn't knock you over to get one. Well, this was the case last week....now I've discovered M&S Chocolate Orange Hot Cross Buns. O!M!G! they are lush. (I apologise to my daughter and sisters (and any one else with coeliac/allergy/intolerance) who can't eat them) but they are so scrummy. Get them while you can!
I dedicate this weeks blog to a friend and colleague who passed away this week. She was a lovely person who I know will be mega missed by us all. God Bless.
You can't ride a cow, but you can tip it.
Current Weight : 14st 13lbs
Weight loss : 2.5lbs
Total loss : 3 lbs
I inhale my food. This isn't new to me, I've never been much of a chewer. Nearly choked on a piece of beef once. However, the other day, eating spag bol, I realised I was barely chewing at all and in fact I was virtually swallowing it whole! Now I don't recommend eating like this - can't be good for your digestion but is it making me fat? I'm guessing it indicates greed and I'm not trying to deny I'm greedy but is there another correlation? It must be in my genes as my mum eats fast as does at least one of my sisters and they're not fat. To be fair my sister is slim - so slim she makes skinny look fat. It's obviously more complicated. Do you eat fast? Anyway I'll start to masticate more (blimey that sounds so rude -please read it carefully!). Give my brain more time to tell me to stop eating lol.
The world seems to be against me this week. I was sorting my Christmas gifts (yes I know it's Easter) and I discovered my hidden (ha ha so well hidden I'd lost it) chocolate box! All my Christmas bars in a big Molten Brown box. Oh dear. Now I need/want/crave all this chocolate! So far I'm just having a little every night but the big blow out is coming! And then a colleague at work (another one of the super skinnies) buys chocolate, eats half and hands the rest to me. Like I'm a chocolate monster (stop agreeing!!). I quickly stuff it in my mouth before he changes his mind, muttering 'moo vrh nhrsmbh goo it me' which translates to (when speaking without a mouth full of chocolate) 'you really shouldn't give it to me'. The other day it was Mini eggs. I ate so many I bought him a new bag the next day... Then ate most of them too.
I had a day off on Monday so took the opportunity to go to Newcastle for a long weekend. Why does seeing family & friends always involve food? I spent a good deal of time at Costa (other coffee shops are available) and as you know I don't do flat whites (unless it's a man) and most of my coffee comes in the form of hot chocolate. And then the food...biscuits/cake/brownie with the coffee, Indian takeaway with my family. Stealing chocolate from my mum's goody cupboard and blaming my niece (It's ok mum, I didn't really do this - tee hee). And then the 5 hour drive - crisps, sweets & pop!
Thank goodness this is a new week!
Sometimes you win, sometimes you learn.
