Another week and more motivation

And I’m back on the losing bandwagon. Man alive, I’m up and down like a bloody yo-yo! But then that’s what happens on this wonderful thing call the weight loss adventure.

I’ve just returned from a long weekend sailing with my grandparents and I bet you’re all thinking ‘Amazing! You got to be active all weekend so you can’t have screwed it up that badly’ Did you know that after a 5 hour sail, you can easily sit down to a three course dinner and then a number of bottles of wine because you feel you “deserve it”?!? That’s exactly what happened! But I think the balance of being active and eating quite a lot hasn’t been that and I’ve managed to pull it back a little bit.

One thing that happened over the weekend is that I saw my Uncle, who is a very nice bloke but does think he is ALWAYS right. And after a visit to the doctors, they informed him that he needed to lose some serious weight as his weight could lead to heart problems and could mean that he wasn’t allowed to fly planes (he’s a pilot for the RAF) so he got his act together. He’s lost 32 lbs in the past 6 weeks. It’s incredible but it’s also made him very self-righteous.

Now, all weekend, I wanted to put him back in his box but I don’t think he realises how hard it is for me sometimes not to put food into my mouth as my automatic emotional crutch. Sometimes I think boys brains are simply wired completely differently to ours!

I am back and focused on getting there with the weight loss goal. I have a total of 10 days until I’m off to a local festival near me for a week and I want to lose and feel differently before I go.

So….

 

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What a week!

All I can do is echo the title of this post – what a week!

Sorry for the delay in updating this but last week was absolutely manic. I got back not work to more work than could have imagined and it didn’t end there. I was out most nights of last week. It was fairly intense I can tell you!

Update for you is that I went to WI and put on 2.5lbs. Just when I thought that I could finally get rid of some of this weight for good, I just put it back on. This is just getting a bit depressing.

Going out a lot last week was not helpful at all and it was mostly work occasions but nevertheless, it meant that I went out of sync after the previous week of being an absolute angel when I was on holiday. Rah!!

And I spent the weekend starting my baking business, and I can safely tell you when you have made 60 cupcakes and iced all of them, it puts you right off anything sweet. Honestly. But it was a great success and I definitely think I may have got some new customers from it 🙂

Now onto my family whom I love dearly but sometimes want to strangle. I went and saw my Grandma yesterday who is very young for a grandma with a 25 year old granddaughter, she’s not even 70 yet! I saw her and she informed me that my Uncle has lost 21 pounds in the past month. 21 lbs!! What is he doing?! She just said “I reckon you should go and talk to him about helping you lose weight” My god, I wanted to strangle her. I am trying but I’m just feeling more and more like a failure at the moment. This week I’m going to track, point and exercise my ass off and let’s see what happens on Saturday!

Wish me luck, I feel I may need it this week.

Day 1 (again)

Morning all,

I am feeling fairly righteous today because not only did I stay on track all day yesterday, I also went out this morning and ran/jogged 3k! Boom!

Honestly, having the time away on holiday has helped get my head back in the game completely and I’m feeling like I can take on the world at the moment.

Let’s keep focused ladies and gents 🙂

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Reflection from holiday

Just got back now from a week in Spain and I have to say, was one of the most needed holidays I’ve had in a while. I have been stressed out by work, stressed out by my house (living with boys can be a bloody nightmare sometimes) and thoroughly stressed out by my weight and the lack of progress I have been making with it.

This week has given me a massive opportunity to really take stock of everything going on in my life and kind of dissect it all without it going on around me if that makes sense? I’m going to break this down into different sections:

Work

I started a new job back in March at an amazing agency and I think the panic I’ve been feeling is that I’m not good enough, but I know that really I am if I actually thought about it. They aren’t trying to get rid of me and they aren’t going to not pass my probation as long as I maintain the standards that I’ve currently set.

What I think has put in a spanner in the works, is me setting up my own little baking business on the side of this. I like to think of myself as quite a talented baker, and I enjoy it more than anything. The feeling of giving others food that warms their hearts and gives them comfort is amazing.

The past week has made me realise that I can do both of them but I just need to prioritise and focus on each task separately rather than tackling them all at one go!! Which is not uncommon with me, most people are used to me running around like a headless chicken.

Home

I live with two boys, both absolutely lovely in their own right but I just think I’m craving girlie time a lot and I think this links in with my weight loss as well. I live with two boys who’s metabolism rates are ridiculous. They can both scoff down an entire Dominos pizza with sides and not put on a single pound. If I did that, I would be half a stone heavier overnight!!

Also, they are both moving out in October and I’m trying to organise new housemates which is never an easy job either.

Weight loss

And here is where it gets quite emotional. I honestly feel a bit like a failure at the moment when it comes to my weight loss.

I started this year with these massive high hopes that by now I would be at least 2 stone lighter and I ended up just putting more weight on at the beginning of the year and now I feel like I haven’t made any real progress. Its just a bit all disheartening.

But going on this holiday has actually helped give me a massive kick up the rear end. I stood there in my swimsuit looking at my body in the mirror and just thought ‘How have I let it get this bad? Why am I staring at myself in the mirror wishing that I could be that 5 stone lighter and feel good about myself? And will it ever happen for me?’

The friend that I was on holiday with is also going through a massive diet push at the moment so it was really easy staying on track but I know in my heart of hearts I wanted more treats. Not that I needed them. What I did notice on holiday, was how little I needed to eat. Maybe it was the heat but I never felt hungry but I lived off a lot of salad, yogurt and water. It’s strange how quickly your body deals with a reduced calorie intake and makes you realise you didn’t need all the stuff you were eating.

I’m now back in the uk and I need to focus and I need to be setting myself some realistic mini goals that I can keep to between now and the wedding and I think that goal is 10lbs a month which would make my loss by Xmas – 40lbs. Sounds a lot. Us I’m going to be proper going for it!

I used the flight home to plan my meals for the week and I have a plan to go the gym, three times this week and on the other days do the shred DVD. I am going to keep you all updated with my progress but my aim is get to my first silver seven new week at WI.

And I think this completely sums up how I’m feeling:

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Fat Club Result

It is Saturday morning and I went off to Fat Club like I do every week and cautiously stood on those scales….

So I am now into day 3 of Dukan and it does work I have to say as I stepped on and lost 2 pounds!! Great news!

I’m really happy with myself. I have stayed focused and managed to lose weight. And the key is to stay in this mindset and on the same track.

I had one of those situations last night that normally I would falter at and pretty much fail at – the Friday night pub trip. I had decided that I’m not going to drink any alcohol and that’s it. Not even one little G&T that I am normally gasping for on a Friday night. Now trying to explain to my friend that I wasn’t drinking, turned into me telling a slight little white liar… “I’m on antibiotics” just slipped out of my mouth. Then people asked and I just had I had a virus thing the weekend before and just finishing off the course. Why?! Because I didn’t want people looking at me thinking that I had become one if those people….

Keeping these happy thoughts in my mind, I’m spending the weekend doing not an awful lot but going to go and get my backside to the gym tomorrow morning. I would like to be polishing my halo at the WI next weekend.

Fingers crossed!!