Gorgeous wellies

Weight : 13 13½
Gain this week : 2½
Total loss : I'm losing count about 1st 5½ - Not as much as before 😢

Aren't these wellies beautiful? I'm hoping to treat myself as my reaching target goal treat. That's if they are still available when I finally get there! It's starting to take me an age to lose weight. 2 steps forward, 1 step back!

So I had a rude awakening this week. When something in my life became something else, that I didn't realise it was. I'm not going to bore you with the tiny minutiae of my life but I do feel an analogy coming on (ooh uh missus). Imagine you've got a new car. It's a shiny 1.6 and it accelerators like a dream, overtakes smoothly and you're ecstatic. Then 6 months later you find out it's only a 1.2. The car is exactly the same, it still accelerates and overtakes. But somehow it's different. You're gutted, disappointed and let down. The weird thing is no one actually told you it was a 1.6 - you just presumed. You can't complain too anyone but yourself. It is what it is, but just not a 1.6!

What else has happened this week? (Something - I've gained not lost weight). It was my boss's leaving do. There were a lot of tears (all mine! Lol). All I'm saying about it is that my first glass of prosecco was at 12noon. And my eating the next day was very carb heavy - incl. chips and pasta! Say no more!! Wink, wink!

AND!! It's that bloody time of the month again. Sorry but I'm not apologising for the pun! I've been fed up and bloated. I've been miserable and lethargic. I've been depressed and down. It was exactly the same in Feb. I need to accept that every week in 4 it's just shit. That I'll crave chocolate and probably eat too much. Who invented comfort eating? They need to be shot.

I know it sounds like I'm making excuses, and you'd be absolutely right, I sure am. All I can think of are obstacles that I face the coming weeks. Don't feel sorry for me - these are all really nice things and each week you'll be hearing about them. Starting tomorrow then Sunday then 3 days mid week. Dieting nightmares but Gilly having a nice time! Have a great week too and tune in next Friday for my update. Thank you for  listening!!

Menstruation jokes aren't funny! Period!

How do you eat yours?

Weight today :  13 11***
Loss this week : 1½
Total loss : 1st 7lb

I'm sorry but it's just that time of year. It has to be done. Of course, I'm talking about Cadbury's Creme Eggs*. I really like them. Sweet? Yes. Sickly? Yes. Fattening? Yes. A must? Abso - bloody - lutely! Now the little egg on the picture is a Daim mini egg*. These are delicious too. These are 60 calories each! Shock horror! They weigh a tiny 11 grams**. Creme eggs however maybe 170 calories and weigh a whopping 40 grams - I am perhaps exaggerating the whopping - but gram for gram you get more chocolate for the calories with the Creme egg!

I was reading an article this week about a female model who, as a UK size 6 was told she needed to lose weight to do her job. In an attempt to stay skinny she ate cotton wool balls soaked in orange juice. This I find just terrible. As a model she was also quite tall and to be told that her size was too big, beggars belief. What kind of world is this. Am I, on my desire to lose weight, responsible for this way of thinking? I really hope not. I want to be slim (and healthy!) not skinny (and potentially unhealthy). I saw a picture of Angelina Jolie the other day and (this is my opinion only) I think she's so skinny she looks horrible. The Duchess of  Cambridge is also borderline yuk. Now we all come in all shapes and sizes. Big and little. And if these ladies are naturally this size and can't put weight on then I apologise to them. But the thought that they fight themselves to stay so skinny  I find sad. I want to be healthy. I think a size 12 (for my height) will hopefully get me smack bang in the middle of the healthy range...whatever weight that makes me. I know this is a contentious issue, and is only what I think about it. All my readers are entitled to their own opinion. And I sincerely hope no one is upset or pissed off with me.

So my aunt messaged me this week, to congratulate me on my 20lb loss. She suggested I could try to lose 50lbs for my 50th birthday. Now this would be amazing and I would love it but...now I'm not saying it can't be done... but I've done the maths. The biggest problem is that I don't have up to my birthday to lose weight. The celebrations start 2 weeks before and weight loss will not enter my head. In fact some celebrating is starting very soon. It's also my 20th wedding anniversary next month (and any excuse works for me). Anyway, the sums... In 8½ weeks I've lost 21lbs. I have just 8 weeks to go before it's party central. So I'm going to knock my socks off but I'll be delighted to do the same again. Another 21lbs gets me close to 50 so let's see how I get on.

Why did the Easter egg hide? Because it was a little chicken! 

* Other brands of eggs are available
** All weights and measures are approximate
*** Except for this one. This one has been verified by external auditors.

Passionfruit

Having technical problems this morning. Can't get the text in the right place!

Weight today: 13 13½
Loss this week: 3lbs
Total loss: 1st 5½lbs

Wow did I just scrape into the 13s? Better to be lucky than good.

So I've really struggled this week. Somehow I've managed to stick with the plan - well...😉 with the calories at least. One morning (I'm just being honest) I had 2 Bahlsen chocolate biscuits (140 calories for both). I really wanted them and thought it made more sense to have them for breakfast - rather than waste calories with my usual brekky and then have the biscuits with coffee an hour later anyway. See? I'm not that mad. It does worry me though, this inability to give up the nice stuff. I can't even blame PMT (Pass Me Treats) or, if you prefer,  PMS (Please More Sugar). Anyway the reason I struggled - yes, there's more - I desperately wanted to have a massive binge. I wanted pizza and crisps and Crunchies and pie and chips!!!! I don't know how I kept it together! But I did!

I've also had a sore back. Pulled it last Friday. I was ok sitting at my desk but as soon as I tried to stand up and walk...ow, ow, ow. It's been painful and made walking (Not normal walking, like to the kitchen but long walking with my dog) very uncomfortable. It's finally feeling better. But I don't like not being able to go for my usual walkies. Dog has been sad too.

My daughter has promised to get me drunk on Porn Star Martinis for Mothers Day. She even asked me to book the next day off work! So I bought the above, Passion Fruit Sours. I thought it would help. She asked me how old I  was. Apparently only teenagers drink Sours! Ha ha, so be it. I don't mind being a teenage mother - for one day at least. Bonus.

Teenagers - sick of being harassed by your parents? Well move out, get a job, pay your own way, while you still know everything!!

Not all bad.

WARNING: contains mild swearing!

Weight today: 14 2½
Loss this week: 3lbs
Total loss: 1st 2½lbs

I'm very excited this week as I'm back in my size 16 jeans! Yay. It feels great. I also had a blood pressure check and that was awesome - 120/80. And (drum roll) I'm virtually running up the stairs at work - all 63 of them. Though I'm still knackered at the top, it's an improvement.

I was talking to my mate this week. A proper girly heart to heart. Good for the soul kind of chat. We all have our issues and problems. Some are bigger than others but your own shit is massive to you. But mixed up in the poo you can find something good. Like I have a thing about my fat and how it makes me look. I know it's vain and I should concentrate on the health aspects but hey, I'm vain. But amongst all the bad bits it's important to find something good, even if it's just a little thing that's good. And mine (you might be surprised to hear) is my boobs! I'm not ashamed to say that I like my boobs. Not too big, not too small. Not too saggy or stretched. They've breast fed two children and I think they're ok! Hooray for boobs!

In my quest to get some exercise to help with my weight loss I've been doing some extreme sports! Yesterday I had planned to meet a friend early to walk the dogs. Woke up and it was pissing  it down. Cold and windy and miserable. But I went anyway. Walking boots, waterproof pants and jacket, hat and gloves. And i got absolutely drench! Totally soaked. I could wring my socks out! Yuk and a bit more yuk. However proud that I did it. And the hot shower when I got home made it all worthwhile.

Some people say their body is a temple...mine is a bouncy castle!