I started Week 2 of the Couch to 5k program today, and I survived! Felt very good after finishing as well. I went to the doctor yesterday about the pain in my shins I've been having, yes, I have shin splints. Unless I want to pay expensive physio bills, I've just been advised to warm up longer and stop pushing myself through the pain like I was doing. Ideally, I shouldn't get to feel pain if I warm up longer, so we'll work it out as we go.
Anyway, I walked for 10 minutes and felt quite good, so on with the training. 90 seconds jogging, 120 seconds walking and alternated for 20 minutes as mentioned in the program. I'm glad that I can jog, I never thought I'd be able to. I think it's definitely having an impact on my fitness too, as I wasn't quite as puffed at the gym yesterday. Plus, I feel more in control of myself when I know I have exercised, or need to exercise to keep myself doing it daily. The days I've missed it (twice since 12th March) I thought about it all day long!
Food wise I feel a bit blah lately, I've been giving in to those temptations even though I know I shouldn't be. I'll be back on that bandwagon tomorrow. (The splurges weren't too bad, just silly little choices.) Thank goodness for diet lemonade. My saviour, with 1 calorie per glass, it's fantastic. Sometimes water just doesn't cut it for me.
This feels like it's been a very long week already, and it's only Tuesday. Ack! Tomorrow I go to the city to get my eyes all checked out ready to see if I qualify for laser eye surgery. Wish me luck!
I went back to my gym tonight (after a four month hiatus!) and squee, I am feeling a wee bit fitter than the last time I was there. Will be good to try and squish one or two visits into my week, to mix up the walking/couch to 5k training and line dancing. Exercise, hooray!
Do you think my gym counteracted the 4 Lindt mini eggs I stole from mum's chocolate stash today? I've never seen mini eggs look so darned small. Eep. Danger, Will Robinson, Danger.
Today's food:
Cereal w/ low fat milk Cup of boiled rice Thai Red Curry Low fat pasta bake w/ tomato & capsicum 4 mini Lindt eggs.
Well, I was pleasantly surprised this morning to jump on the scale and see that I was 88.4kgs. It's not a gain! I lost 200g this week, which is still a loss. Considering I'm also all swollen up like crazy, I'm going to do the happy dance on that one!
Today I'm supposed to be going out with a friend for lunch, I'm not sure where yet but maybe I can convince her to go for Thai rather than something less take-away. At least Thai I can get a curry and some rice, which isn't too bad. Restaurants and take-away places are still dangerous territory.
Hope you all are still enjoying your weekends, lucky Americans! :P
I feel like a big, giant blob today. Isn't it terrible how times of the month change your whole outlook on things? I woke up, waddled downstairs and just felt HUGE. I am glad I didn't go out today, I definitely just felt like hiding out indoors.
I sneaked a peek at the scales this morning, even though my weigh-in isn't until tomorrow, and it's not looking good - I'm up higher than last week. I have a feeling tomorrow will be a big gain. Ah well, maybe next week I'll have more luck. If I get to 85gs, that will mark about 10kgs lost, surely my clothes will start fitting differently by then? I hate that nothing has changed so far.
My partner's mum complimented me yesterday, she's the only person who has noticed any changes in me (heck, even I can't see any!) She told me she can tell in my face that I've lost some, and that I'm looking good. Very sweet of her! :) Especially since she's lost a lot of weight herself, which is fantastic, except she used Atkins which I could NEVER do.
This morning I ate a mini-oatmeal sachet with berry (YUM) for breakfast. Then my mum made a frittata for lunch; with 2 eggs, low fat evaporated milk, parmesan cheese and tomato. Very good, and I am still feeling full. Actually, scratch that. I'm not full, I'm BLOATED. Looking quite pregnant today if you look down, ack!!! Tonight for dinner we are having a low fat pasta bake. Can't wait, because it's one of my favourite dishes!
From the moment I woke up yesterday morning I was feeling guilty.
It could have been because of the KFC concert meal the night before (though I am still proud of my fillet burger choice, looking at my points guide has told me I did well!) It was a really busy day too; Mum and I left early to take my grandma shopping, which takes hours. She doesn't get out much, so does everything in one big hit.
On the way down, we stopped in at the corner shop to pick up the paper and a few bits and pieces, and I saw a lady come out of the take away shop holding a paper bag containing fish and chips. And it hit me. I wanted fish and chips so, so badly. I was practically salivating watching her walk towards the car. That was it. I thought about fish and chips all day. Ate a ham and cheese toasted sandwich and juice at my grandma's, then headed out shopping.
(Yes, I was still thinking about the fish and chips!!!!)
Shopping was very tiresome, but I stocked up on some groceriess while I was there; more Vitawhats, fresh fruit, individual oat packages for breakfast, rice cakes and cottage cheese. Lots of little things to keep me occupied. I also grabbed some nice wholemeal bread for sandwiches, to make a nice change to the usual white bread. I found these new Dairy Farmers yoghurts that are less calories than my usual Ski D'Lite yoghurts and look SO GOOD. I'm going to try one after I finish this blog post. So far all good. Until I walked past the aisle with 50% of all Easter eggs. I bought a Humpty Dumpty egg and a bag of mini Lindt eggs. (Lindt = heaven.)
We got home so late, I had to change and run out the door as my partner and I went to watch a football game. Goodness, the amount of crap that they sell there? It's enough to tempt anyone on a diet! Meat pies, Sausage Rolls, Hot dogs, hot chips, icecreams, beer, fairy floss, OH MY GOSH. The smell of hot chips was incredible. We didn't spend any money there, we came home and ate Subway on the way - Chicken Teriyaki with Sweet Onion sauce, YUM.
I ate 2 mini Lindt eggs before throwing the packet away that night. I gave my Humpty Dumpty egg away, reading that it had over 2000kjs in it. I missed out on walking because I was so exhausted. But that's okay. Why do I still feel guilty?
Oh, and today I finally got my period - which is something of note because it's very unpredictable. Hopefully I will only have gained a little weight on Monday's weigh-in, because I still feel very wise and in control of things. Bloated, miserable, cranky but in control. If I can give away chocolate and avoid the fish and chips, it's got to be a good day!
Had a bit of a bad night tonight, though not REALLY bad when I think about it.
Got up late and had to run around taking my rabbits to the vet, ended up bringing home a new bunny as well so spent a lot of time trying to get them to bond and just observing them.
Went for my "off training" day walk foe 30 minutes and then realised it was 1;30pm and I hadn't eaten yet! Oops! Had some Vitawheats with a little low fat margerine and vegemite with lots of water.
Then offered my services to my father, who needed me to drive with him about an hour away to pick up a new car - we got stuck in traffic and ended up being gone for about four hours, leaving us about 10 minutes to get ready to go out to a concert tonight!! (I saw John Mayer, and he was FABULOUS.)
We ended up at KFC, and this is dangerous territory for me. I'm so used to ordering a 2 piece feed (UPSIZE, ack) as well as some nuggets or popcorn chicken on the side. Today? I ordered a chicken fillet burger and mum and I shared some nuggets.
Not the best option for dinner (especially after the pizza reward!) but if I remember rightly, the fillet burger is one of the best choices at KFC listed in the Weight Watchers points book. And since I was a scatterbrain and didn't eat much else for the rest of the day, my "points" were still low.
Still a bit of an achievement - not eating fries until my stomach hurt!!!
(Random, but I'm beginning to really love the taste of Diet Coke, which is strange because I've never liked it before. Weird.)
Even if I don't go away, it gives me more time to lounge around and get motivated, as well as a whole lot of relaxing on the side. What's not to love about that?
Today I did my Couch to 5k training once again. Week 1, Round 2. Still walking for 90 seconds, jogging for 60 seconds. I still had to pause every 10 minutes or so to stretch, my shins are still feeling a little under the weather. I finished off the 30 minutes with a nice 2 minute slow jog, just to see if I could go past the 60 second barrier. Patience grasshopper, I know.
We had some company today and the lady that was here is a little overweight and has been using the Tony Ferguson shakes programme. (I've done this, lasted four days, hated it and would NEVER go back on it if you paid me!) I was in the middle of my walk/run and she commented on me trying to get fit.
I told her I was just trying to get healthier rather than anything else, and she didn't say anything; just stared me up and down. I'm still not sure if it was a good stare, a judgemental stare or a plain curious stare because a) I was in my workout tights and fitted shirt which is NOT a good look for someone who is 90kgs!! b) I haven't lost anything noticeable yet and c)She's not the er, nicest of people, so it's hard to tell.
Either way, meh. I continued huffing my way through my 30 minutes even with company. I'm not embarrassed of trying to shape up! Not one bit. If they want to watch my flabby bits floating around, by all means.
Food so far today;
Yoghurt (2) WW Apple Bar (1.5) Water Bread w/ low fat sliced cheese and veg Diet Coke
Dinner tonight is either going to be a Lean Cuisine Lasagne (YUM!) or something plain, as I'm not THAT hungry and it's 4pm already. Hooray!
Yesterday marked my one month official start of exercising and eating better. One month! In some ways it feels as though it's gone really fast - but on other days, it drags on and on and on..
I treated myself to a naughty dinner tonight for my one month, cheese pizza followed by a mini creme egg. Since I avoided all chocolate and take-out last month, I'm happy to say that I earned it. And you know what? I don't feel guilty. Tomorrow I'm back on with Month 2! (It sounds so good to type that.)
Yesterday I started the Couch to 5K programme - walking 90 seconds, running 60 seconds. I made it through 30 minutes which I was proud of, and then did some squats. Today? My thighs are killing me! At least I know I worked out some different areas by jogging and squatting.
Tonight I went line dancing, where we learnt 5 dances in 2 hours. Great fun. I work out such a sweat when I'm dancing. It's incredible. Good exercise, too.
Hope you're all having a great week.
(You can tell it's been a while since I've eaten badly, my stomach is gurgling at me now!)
It's mornings like this that make me glad I didn't blow it all and call for pizza last night. This morning, I was 88.6kgs.
I actually had my glasses off for the weighin (I am terribly, TERRIBLY short-sighted) so as I was squinting at the scales, I thought I'd read the number wrong.
I put the glasses on, and it turns out, I WAS RIGHT.
I find it incredible just how weak I feel sometimes in regards to being in control of my eating. It doesn't matter what I'm doing, or how hard I'm working; some days, the feeling of temptation basically knocks me over.
Don't get me wrong, I haven't acted out on any of my temptations, which is particularly hard over Easter. What is strange? I'm actually not a huge chocolate eater. For someone who started out at nearly 100kgs, it might be a bit of a shock. No, I would eat it if it was there of course, but it wasn't my temptation of choice. My temptation? Fast food.
At first it was every so often. I would drive home and happen to pass a McDonalds, and it was just so easy. Living at home at the time, my parents scolded me for my impulse buying - we're making dinner soon! What do you need that for? I laughed, told them it was just a snack, no need to worry. It turned into a couple of times a week. Then every other night.
I think what started to worry me, was when I started hiding it. I became so embarrassed that I would hide the purchases in bags and sneak them upstairs, to scoff without anybody noticing. I would wait until my parents went out, and dial a pizza, praying that the delivery guy would get here before my parents returned. I would deliberately stay back at work, so that I could justify grabbing a "late" dinner on the way home.
God, it feels scary to type that. Just hearing about the kind of person I have been, makes me really, really disappointed in myself.
Then came the comparisons - the girl at work who eats take away food nearly every night and still looks great. Well, if she looks great and eats that way, it must be alright for me to do it too. And plus, I exercise! She doesn't! It'll all be fine! At one stage, I was sussing out the entire staffroom of people at work, seeing what people were eating, how heavy they looked, estimating their weight. Why didn't I see the signs then?
But I digress, back to temptation, today.
I've been alone most of this Easter weekend - the perfect time for the old me to dial a pizza, or take a trip to the take away shop. The perfect time to buy a couple of blocks of chocolate, and wash them down with chocolate milk. The perfect time for not having to hide, and therefore, going crazy with food. For what reason? I have no idea. It certainly wasn't hunger. In a way, it felt like the thrill of not being caught, of being able to eat whatever I wanted, whenever I wanted.
I'm feeling stronger now, for whatever reason. I was given bundles of chocolate from both my brother and partner, which I thanked them for and then returned to them. They understood, which was fantastic. And you know what? I don't really regret it at all. I've made sure I've eaten breakfast and lunch. I've resisted the urge (tonight especially) to dial up and order a cheese pizza, which I could easily finish in a bout of frenzied eating. Easily. But instead of picking up the phone? I'm sitting here.
I'm reading other people's stories, their successes. I'm sharing their frustration at not going anywhere on the scales. I'm sharing their joys in losing pounds, or kilos, or clothing sizes. I love it. It makes me feel like I'm not alone in all of this, even if everyone else is just a random stranger elsewhere in the world.
And that's why tonight I am fighting temptation. I'm heading to the fridge, and I'm going to cook myself something satisfying to satiate my hunger. I CAN fight temptation. Even if a part of me somewhere is still craving that pizza. I can do this. I can.
