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Wednesday, 25 February 2015

Diet maths

I've been doing a LOT of diet maths this last week.  If I drop 1lb a week for the rest of the year, I'll be X by summer/Christmas etc. But, if I drop 1.25lbs a week I'll be X by then!!  In one sense it's good because it's helping me visualise success and giving me inspiration.  In another sense, not so good, as I'm obsessing about my weight and weight loss while I could be living my life!

On balance, as long as this is just a passing phase, I can use the inspiration and focus all this day dreaming about targets and future sizes etc gives me. I don't want it to go on too long though as, given how long I'm going to be dieting, I could turn into the most boring woman on the planet!

Also, realistically speaking it is going to take me many, many months so I can't put my life on hold until some mythical "day" when I'm finally there.

The positive thing about dieting slowly and steadily though is that it is really, deep down teaching me how I need to live AFTER the dieting.  I am slowly realising just how much I ate even when I thought my diet wasn't too bad.  The difference between 1lb off and maintaining is (I was told by my former personal trainer back in the day) 3,500 calories per week.  That is just 500 extra calories per day.  So, even when I hit that mythical "day", I will not be able to resume normal service.  I will be able to tuck into an extra piece of toast, maybe a little bit of cheese or an extra glass of wine here or there.

Sigh

So this is basically it, forever.

But no amount of sighing and railing against the rules of biology will change the facts so I will just have to learn how to enjoy life on the measly allocation of calories which will maintain my weight.  And this next year is going to help me do just that.

I'm already feeling more positive about the future and 7 weeks of tracking has given me that perspective.  Can't think why I've never tried it before.  Well, to be honest, I have tried tracking before in my tried and tested half-assed way but have never lasted 7 weeks before.  I can't recommend it highly enough.  Go on - be a slave to the tracker!!

Monday, 23 February 2015

Another Monday weigh in

There are going to be a LOT of them given how long it's going take me to shed this lard so get used to it!!

It was a bit of a dodgy week dietwise.  A couple of days were seriously over on syns for no particular reason other than lack of organisation, we had another football away day on Saturday not to mention surviving the buffet of doom yesterday.  Eeeek.  However, I managed to up my exercise from 1 run and a loads of walks to 2 runs and a home workout plus a load of walks so I'm getting there.

To put you out of your suspense (yeah, right), I dropped 1.4lbs this week and my stats are as follows:

Starting weight    17.0.4
Week 7 drop        -1.4
Current weight     16.3.4
Total drop            -11

11!!  That's nearly a stone right??  I COULD do the rest in a week, couldn't I?  Or more likely in 3 (if I'm lucky).

Looking through my tracker for last week I can see the start of the "relaxation" process.  The "I've got this thing sorted so I can just have this X or Y and it'll be fine" thinking.  Where before I would have been fine with Flora, now the odd bit of butter has crept in; an extra piece of bread (counted) here; a chocolate there.  Nothing heinous but one day I hit 26 syns for no real reason and that can't happen too often.

Strangely the football away day probably did me a favour.  We went to Derby with the usual gang but also met up with one of Rich's old school friends, Kate.  We had had a bacon and egg sarnie before we left around 9ish and then I scarfed down 4 pints of delicious Castle Rock Elsie Mo bitter (yum).  The food situation in the pub was useless - flabby white breadcakes with ham or cheese or pork pies.  The match no better with pies or burgers so I just didn't eat.  After the game back to the pub where I switched to diet coke (not great I know but better than beer!) and then the train back to Sheffield.

We had an hour to wait before our connection home at 8.30pm and by this time I was RAVENOUS! The lads all piled into Burger King or the pub on the station.   Oh God - temptation!!  Thank God that Marks & Sparks was open.  I turned away from the evil temptress of a burger or a panini in favour of a ruinously expensive M&S salad and packet of chicken.  And I stuck to it despite shepherding 4 drunk boys home which requires serious patience and is not easy when you're hungry and irritable.  I realised that being hungry is not the worst thing in the world and sticking to a plan (albeit one which involved 4 pints of bitter?!) is more important than giving in to pies, burgers or crappy breadcakes filled with bland cheese.

The downside of being hungry is that the next day you're still dangerously empty and the temptation is to fill up quick.  Not great when you're heading to Widnes for a christening where you don't know many people and which will involve a buffet.... But, I ate sensibly and stuck to meat, salmon and salad at the buffet ignoring the pastry and fried goodies (evil little beggars).

I also remembered my telly days and harnessed my chimp by telling the people we were with that I was dieting.  This helped a great deal as cake after cake was brought round and just about forced on us!  If I hadn't nailed my colours to the mast early, I'm sure I would have given in and had a slice of something.

So, despite having a bit of a dodgy week, I have earned my 1.4lb drop and I'm proud of it.







Thursday, 19 February 2015

Exercise

It rained today.  All day.  I was working from home but the dogs and I didn't fancy a run in the rain and the forecast was not promising. What to do?? I dug out my old workout books and vowed to do a proper workout.  Then I spent the next hour or so trying to think of excuses not to and hoping that the rain would disappear and we could go for a run instead.

No such luck.  I sweated through a warm up and nearly all of the Week 3 legs, abs and bum workout which I had been up to this time last year.  I faltered at the last to be honest but only missed one set of reps of 2 of the exercises.  When it came to it I just couldn't make myself do any more burpees - I detest them!  I did extra abs though in penance.

It is telling how far my fitness for that sort of exercise has fallen away.  Once upon a time I steamed through these!  But the only way I'll improve my strength and fitness is to make a start so that is what I've done. It's quite nice to have a low benchmark so I can work on improvement.....I say bravely....

In other news, my weight is stagnating again.  Despite that, I feel positive that I'll manage a drop this week though as that does seem to be the pattern.  I so want that first stone off but appreciate that it will probably take another 2 or 3 weeks so I'm just having to be patient....aaargh!!

In other, other news (if you can possibly equate such tedious fayre with "news"), I've been experiencing more stomach pain than I'm used to.  I'm fine all day, then hungry for my supper, eat that feeling great and then, in the evening after my meal, develop stomach cramps and, erm sorry, wind.  It's not like me as I usually have a pretty cast iron constitution. It doesn't seem to bear much correlation to what I'm eating as it happens after all different meals.  The only thing I'm wondering about is my post-meal orange.  I have been having an orange after my meal most evenings for a few weeks.  Has anyone heard anything about these causing stomach pain after food??

I will try to remember to cut out my orange for a few days and see if that changes things.

I'm noticing a lot more about my body now that I'm tracking my food intake.  I have generally, for the last 45 years, been fairly oblivious to its cycles and moods; don't have regular periods so never knew what was going on with those.  Probably also that cast iron constitution didn't help with my self-awareness.  But, once you start weighing every morning and writing down food and exercise, you start seeing more of what is going on.  Can't be a bad thing in the long run.

I just hope that the walk up to the pub this evening for darts and dominoes settles my tum as I don't fancy a growling stomach through a tense dominoes battle!  I'm already heartily relieved that Rich received a text a few minutes ago reassuring him that we do have a full darts team as, otherwise, I was throwing darts and I'm RUBBISH!! We would have been there all night.

Hope you're all enjoying life and looking forward to lovely weekends!

Tuesday, 17 February 2015

Virtuosity is...

Going for a run along the canal at lunchtime (into a howling gale I might add) and then choosing plain ham salad for lunch. Go me!!

I really want to speed this up and exercise and sensible food choices must be the key. Come on first stone off!!

Monday, 16 February 2015

Monday is weigh in day

And today's is marginally happier than the last few have been.  I had been hopeful of a more impressive drop but suspect that my cake/beer/wine fest on Saturday put paid to "impressive".  So, just the 1.6lbs off and I'm quite happy with that.

Starting weight    17.0.4
Week 6 drop        -1.6
Current weight     16.4.8
Total drop             -9.6

It's beginning to look healthy.  I'm closing in on that all important first stone off.  It may take a while but I will get there and, in the meantime, I'm enjoying life.

I was going through some paperwork and found my SW book from this time last year.  It made for interesting perusal. Last time round (with the mad Russian lady - Jovita) I started on 8 January at 16.7.5.  I missed several week's weigh ins but, by 20 February, I had dropped 6lbs.  Hmmmm, so NOT as good as this time around.

I know that I was not tracking as I am using the tracking sheets this time around.  I now have 6 completed sheets with plenty of information about food, exercise, how I feel and weight neatly recorded.  Last time around, nothing.

Last time around I still attended meetings sporadically until April.  By 3 April I had dropped 9.5lbs. That is exactly what I have dropped this time except this time it has taken me 6 weeks rather than 3 months.

For the record, my final entry last time around was on 24 April when I had gained 3.5lbs leaving a total drop of 6 lbs, most of which I gained back during our holiday in Malaysia.  The extra half stone appeared gradually over last summer.  Aaaargh!!

To be clear, with myself, the difference is that this time I am following the diet but not attending the classes whereas, last time, I barely followed the diet and only sporadically attended class.  My head was not in the right place.  What a waste of time and money.

This has been really helpful.  How many times have I moaned about how slow the lard is in leaving me?  I have been thinking that it usually happens faster.  Well, I was wrong.  I must have mentally deleted the rubbish weeks with my rose-tinted memory eraser.  Objectively, this IS working and I'm going to stick with it for as long as it takes.

The other good thing about this time around is how healthily we're eating.  Hardly any packet foods or chemical-y stuff.  Almost everything we eat is from scratch and bursting with veggies.

Hooray!!

Sunday, 15 February 2015

Fingers crossed

Well the scales have been moving and in the right direction too.  I'm frantically crossing my fingers that they continue with that pleasing behaviour at least until tomorrow morning's weigh in.  I certainly feel a little slimmer and my clothes are a teeny bit more roomy so all good.

I'm also pleased that I'm still as determined to stick to it as I was at the beginning.  That's not to say that I'm expecting perfection as I don't but it is bedded in now as "what I do".

Having said that, that lack of perfection I mentioned above came to the fore yesterday.  I had been challenged by a chap from our Sheffield local to bring in a cake for Richard's birthday (which was last weekend).  Much banter on Facebook so I had to rise to the challenge.  I didn't have any time for baking until Saturday morning so I was up bright and early to create a chocolate and Guinness cake from a Delia recipe.  I had been threatening them with all sorts on Facebook - beetroot and walnut loaf etc etc

It was looking and smelling delicious right up until the moment I dropped one of the sponges while taking it out the oven!  It tipped over and, being soft and hot, crumbled into pieces.  Disaster.  I just about had time (and ingredients) to rustle up a quick replacement carrot cake but I was cursing Kenny by the time we raced into Sheffield with a still warm sponge and icing in tupperware which I applied to the cake on the boot of the car in the street outside the pub!!  As a stress buster, far too many fingerfuls of cake batter, icing and rejected cake made their way into my mouth (tasty though).

The match was dull and frustrating.  0-0 again!  We are now the second lowest scoring club in the whole league, beaten only by Aston Villa and we've only scored 8 goals out of 16 homes games.  We made some chances in the second half but somehow contrived not to score from them - gah!!

Then back home and a healthy supper of spaghetti bolognese before heading out to the Anglers in Bamford for a band and 50th birthday do and far too much wine!  5 glasses of white wine and soda made for a fun evening but makes counting syns tricky!

So, I pushed my luck SW wise yesterday but didn't use that as an excuse to go crazy and made sure that, first thing this morning, I'm right back on the straight and narrow.  We're just having a quiet day today: chores, football on the telly, dog walking, trying to book a holiday and the quiz later.

We're not really Valentines people, Rich and I, can't be bothered with the meals out and flowers etc but I do like it.  I always receive a loving, "just right" card and affirmation that I'm loved.  It makes you reflect and I've reflected again on how chilled and (for the most part) happy I am.  I hope you are too.  Or, if you're struggling a bit in life, I hope you find the key to turning it around.

Thursday, 12 February 2015

I hate this cold!

It makes me feel weak and crappy and stops me exercising when I really want to.  So, when I felt okay, the paths and fields were all covered with treacherous snow and ice. As soon as that disappeared I relapse into cold and cough.  Come on Universe - get with the programme!!

I feel even more hemmed in as I'm working from home at Mum and Dad's to give dad a break and let him to do his shopping and pottering around.  Usually I would head out for a walk or run at lunchtime but mum is being quite active today and talking about "going home to Grimsby to see her Mummy" so I daren't even lease her for 20 minutes in case she decides to head up to the bus stop or something!

God knows how Dad feels being stuck here day after day.  Although, to be fair, he is slowing down himself and doesn't seem to mind not being as active and he could always take her with him is he needed to go somewhere.

With me working from home I only have a limited time to do something else so definitely feel the shackles!

Anyway, I've been quite good on the dieting front.  Often being at The Parentals is a licence to, erm, relax somewhat but I resisted fried fish and chips last night (the fishman from Grimsby always calls round on a Wednesday) in favour of fish poached in milk and new potatoes which was absolutely delicious.  I struggle to find stuff to eat which does not involve bread but, with some effort, have resisted on this trip.

So, I'm hopeful of a decent drop this week after the last 3 weeks of meagre rewards.  Even 2lbs would be cause for celebration!  Wish me luck.