Thanks for your comments yesterday - and yes indeed, there are things I can use but don't cause I'm just too disorganised!
Have something to do with my hands - I actually have a tapestry on the go, but the colours are so fiddly and difficult to distinguish between that I have to do it in daylight ... and some lights are just too bright. It's one of those that I half wish I hadn't started
Sugar free nibbles - I ought to keep sugar free polos or suchlike in the cupboard rather than biscuits. I actually really like Fox's aniseed and licorice glaciers, and they're not too awful, but they get terribly sticky in the packet - and make my breath minging!
Walk, walk, walk ... I keep telling other people to go out for a walk in these situations, but never seem to take my own advice (always the way, isn't it).
But today I did take my own advice - I couldn't decide what to do with myself, so before I could think too hard about it, I rang my ma to ask her for a lift to a village up the road where I can walk from. I can walk from here, but it's just a bit too far ... it goes across a country park, up a huge hill and then back through the park to the village, across the fields to home.
I took my iPod with me and started a new book - 3hrs 40mins of Sheila Hancock reading her autobiog of her life with John Thaw (aka Morse). A wonderful bit of escapism which I thoroughly enjoyed - an afternoon well spent!! And a well-earned biccie with my cup of tea when I got in
Why is it that I can't sit still for a Saturday afternoon with not much to do, and not revert to eating everything available in the house??
So far about half a pack of chocolate Digestives (which I don't really like), a Cornetto, ginger nuts, pan of french beans (not so bad, but the butter's not good!), popcorn, Duchy of Cornwall lemon biscuits ... ooohhhhhhh dear.
It's all because I'm bored! My legs are whacked after yesterday's exertions, and hubby's off whisking around on his scooter having fun. I've got plenty of TV to watch (Poirot currently), but I don't seem to be able to 'just watch TV'!
I guess I really should just go out for a walk or something, but there are only so many hours in the day that I can walk!! Actually, I just wish I could think of something that hubby and I could enjoy doing together while we have a few days off ... that doesn't involve money. We don't seem to spend much time together, and it sucks. We have very different interests - which is fine, everyone should have their own things - but whenever we have any free time we end up going off in different directions!
What's worse is that we usually end up getting DVDs from the video shop, and hubby will get a horror or zombie movie of some description ... so won't come to bed with me either! Seeing as he starts work at 4am on weekdays, I kind of look forward to the weekends, if you know what I mean
Hardly surprising really, as I went for a 5 mile run this morning, and I've just been for a 22 mile bike ride!! My legs don't work no more ...
I decided to take a day off work today and chill out a bit, and take a well deserved long weekend. I woke up earlier than hubby this morning, so I figured I'd start the w/end as I mean to go on and have a run. He was just stirring when I got out of the shower when I got back.
Hubby has a new moped - it's only a 50cc flying machine (for which I am also insured, but it's his toy!) and it's the first time he's ever been mobile in his 44 years. He doesn't drive or anything, so he's always had to wait for me to take him whereever he needs to go, or rely on others to pick him up if I'm not around. So - he's understandably loving pootling around on it. It's quite cool actually, and doesn't sound too much like a souped up hairdryer
Why mention it? Well, hubby said yesterday that he didn't really have plans, and that maybe we could go for a bike ride together (you can guess what's coming). He cycles much more slowly than I do, and doesn't see the need for speed (or exercise), and he would never normally want to go out with me on pushbikes. "Great!" I said, thinking "Oh crap, now I have to go at 5 mph rather than 15 mph" ... until I realised that actually he meant he'd follow me on the moped while I cycled up and down hills.
I thought he was joking, but he's obviously enjoying being mobile so much that he thought it would be fun - and it was! I thought he'd get bored waiting at the top of hills, and having to pull in to wait for me all the time, but no - we were out for 2hrs, and he really enjoyed it! I can't imagine the enthusiasm will last forever! Nice while it does though
I guess I don't need to worry too much about getting any exercise tomorrow - just as well, cos I'm whacked! I'll run on Sunday, and hopefully get a swim in too.
Apart from today's exertions, things have been going OK - work's ridiculously stressful, and I have had the odd night of troubled sleep as a result ... but otherwise all's well. I've met my steps targets all week, and most of last week, and I haven't been eating too badly. I'm hoping to have a loss on Monday, but I shan't be too disappointed just so long as I don't gain!
Oh - in other news, the stepson never turned up, never got in touch with hubby and we're mighty pissed off as a result! Poor hubby took two days off work to spend some time with him, and he didn't even have the courage to call to say he couldn't make it! Some people are just sooo selfish. Ah well, I shan't be offering him a bed again any time soon!!
Well, I've had a somewhat bitty and disappointing week in terms of exercise and diet. I was still suffering from my cold at the beginning of the week, but tried running on Tues and Thurs evenings and only got a few minutes before a terrible pain kicked in beneath my ribs. I think it was trapped wind .... sorry, too much info! My own fault, I think my body was complaining about all the crud I put into it while I was feeling off colour.
But - I have done lots of walking this week, and got up on Friday morning for a run before work - a great 5 miler. I'd done well on the food front until then, but hubby was out at the pub on Friday night, so I figured I'd get a Chinese takeaway in. Not such a terrible idea, but I fancied something different - and ended up with soup, chicken satay (not much peanut sauce though), two spring rolls (shockingly greasy - haven't had one for months) and half a chicken chow mein. Oh dear ... I couldn't move afterwards!!
After all that, I felt awful yesterday and really couldn't generate enough energy to get my butt out for some exercise. Pretty poor effort really. I'm keeping track of all these detours from my exercise plan on Runningahead.com so I can see where I'm sabotaging my own efforts. It's never just the one training session it affects!
So - no exercise yesterday, but I was feeling pretty good about things. I went out to town to look for a training watch so I don't have to try to peer at the clock on the swimming pool wall and guess how long I've been at it, or guess how long my runs have been - and my darling hubby got his wallet out when I'd decided which one I wanted. I'm utterly skint at the moment, but had resolved that I needed this - so I am now the proud owner of a small, pink, neat Ironman triathlon watch. Hurrah!!
The other upside of this is that having resigned myself to spending some money, I decided that it would be nice to find something to wear for the evening, as we'd been invited round to my parents' house for a dinner party with some old friends. I haven't seen them for a quite a while and wanted to show off my new figure - so I went into town thinking I might find a nice top or something to go with my cord jeans (the only ones I have that fit - my wardrobe is definitely 'minimal' at the moment!).
I'm really bad at shopping - and hopeless at finding nice things to wear. I have no patience, and generally hate looking at myself in the mirror, knowing that whatever I'm trying would look so much better on someone else. Sorry, but that's how I feel ... Also, I don't usually even try to buy dresses because I have a big butt and small top half - if it fits my bottom half, my top half gapes like mad and looks rubbish!
BUT - I really wanted to find something nice, and I've been walking past Phase Eight's shop window for months thinking that some of their things were really quite nice, if a bit over my budget. I bit the bullet, and went in ... and fell completely for a wrap dress in crazy colours. I tried on a size 12 (definitely a first), and for the first time in living memory, I actually though "Cor - you look pretty good in that!". I went for it!
It was a huge success - everyone approved massively, hubby said I looked fab, and I got lots of really nice comments at the dinner! Most of all though, I FELT fab - I felt really good about myself. I meant to get hubby to take a picture for the website but forgot, so maybe I'll dress up in it again later!
Ah - and then promptly drank lots of champers, ate three courses, nibbles and two lots of pudding ...... Oh well, that's what parties are for, and I can't remember the last one I really enjoyed!
Needless to say though, I have a hangover today and won't be running or cycling as planned! Hey ho, I'll go to bed early and get up for a run in the morning instead. I believe I'll still be under last week's WI so I'm not too concerned. Sometimes you just have to chill out (well, I do!) or you go off the rails completely.
Step son visits tomorrow - not sure what to think about that yet!
Well, yeah. What did I say? I wouldn't go overboard so I'd feel good about going for a run this morning? Very funny ...
Frankly, the weather was so unbelievably foul that we got out six DVDs and watched 5 of them back to back, all the while munching on sweeties and popcorn (hubby decided that we should treat ourselves to Pick n Mix with smarties, etc. thrown in). We then couldn't face going out to pickup a Chinese (none deliver around here), and so ordered a Papa John's pizza instead. Hubby doesn't eat pizza ... and PJ's don't do small thin crust pizzas. So I had to have a medium one, and promptly ate the lot.
We could hardly move by the time we went to bed - lounging on the sofa like a couple of whales! I felt awful when I got to bed, just too damn full of crap. I still felt pretty solid this morning, and really didn't have the energy to get out for a run. I will try to do so later on today, or maybe go for a bike ride as I haven't been out on it for a couple of weeks.
Surprisingly enough, I've put on 3lbs in as many days! My goal had been to reach 9st 10lb by tomorrow, but that certainly wasn't going to happen. So ... I've amended it to reach 9st 7lb by the time I go to Switzerland (20th Sept) to see my mate, and then 9st 4lb by Christmas - so I will have 4 stone in a year. It would be pretty cool to be able to say that - and it'll be encouraging to keep me off the chocs and turkey!!
In order to reach this goal, I think I may go back to Weightwatchers just to get me to goal .... I'll give it a bit of thought. I want to reach goal though!!
Well, I'm feeling a bit better today - no more fever, just a bit stuffy and croaky still. I actually quite like this bit - I sound far worse than I feel and get lots of sympathy (although not from my hubby - rotten wotsit!).
I still ate lots of crap yesterday, but it wasn't as bad - and I threw out the rest of the mini Haribo bags, and opened up the remaining four mini Malteser bags, tipping them into the bin. There's not much left in the house now other than Skinny Cow ice creams, and at 70 cals each I'm not going to be too worried about them!
The weather's hideous today (grey, cloudy and continually damp) so hubby can't do any of his outside bits ... he's suggesting going to the video shop and spending all day in front of the TV with some popcorn and sweeties, and a Chinese takeaway tonight.
Sounds pretty darn good to me, but I shall stick to a bit of popcorn (not toffee), a small bag of Maltesers or Smarties and a Chow Mein with some soup tonight. Just as yummy but I'll feel good tonight when I go to bed, and I'll feel much more like getting up and going for a run in the morning - important as I haven't had any exercise all week.
I'm really looking forward to feeling fit, trim and healthy again! It's amazing how easy it is to fall back into old ways, but I really do feel good when I'm on form and I'd rather feel like that!!
In other news ... I discovered some products specifically designed for adult acne - not cheap, but there are lots of good testimonials from people who have also suffered for years and had no success with other things. I ordered it on Thursday, and it arrived this morning - I couldn't wait to give it a try! I used both of the masks (you're supposed to use one after the other), and the moisturiser, and it really feels nice. Feels like it's doing something too - gently tingly!
Fingers crossed that it helps a bit - with having TOTM and being ill, my skin's raging again. Phooey. Apart from anything else it makes me feel rotten, which makes it hard to pull myself out of the funk of eating rubbish!
Also, it sounds like my stepson may be coming to visit next weekend. This is major news as we've never met! He's 23 I believe, and has two nippers himself, but he's split up from his wife (who's a bit of a loony by all accounts). My hubby discovered he had a son about 18 months ago when he was contacted by the mother through Friends Reunited!!
Hubby had no idea he had a son - the girl had dumped him when they were 18 or so, for no particular reason that he knew of, and he'd then heard she'd got herself pregnant - never connected the two as he had no real reason to! She sent a text after she'd left a message on the FR website, and the boy's the spitting image of my hubby - no question at all that he's his son. I admit it was a bit of a shocker!!
Sounds like a nice enough lad though - hubby spent a weekend with him towards the end of last year, and the lad said it was the best time he'd had in ages. I'm hoping he will be able to come down as I'm intrigued to meet him!
Yep, that's me. I've spent ALL day sitting on the sofa, eating.
I had a sensible breakfast, then had biscuits, a packet of jaffa cakes, ice cream, cereal bars, maltesers, Haribo ... when I do something, I do it properly!
I can't say I'm proud of myself (except that I have opened up four mini bags of Maltesers and thrown them all out to stop myself eating them), and I need to get my hubby to understand that he really can't bring me sweetie treats any more! All the good work that I've done over the past few months sabotaged by kindly thoughts. Bless him, he's trying to be nice - but all I want to do is throw it all in the bin! I don't want to upset him though.
Well, I'm sitting here at home in bed feeling sorry for myself - I've got a stinking cold, streaming and tickly nose, temperature ... it's also TOTM, so I'm in pain on that front too!
The upshot of all this is that I pigged out yesterday and the night before, and I haven't done any exercise - so the scale's showing 10st again. Frankly I don't much care as I refuse to beat myself up when I'm feeling ill! Tea and biccies make me feel better, dammit.
Well, I've come down with a summer cold, and it's TOTM so I'm generally feeling pretty sorry for myself. Hubby's been buying choc in, so I'm kind of done for really.
I've had two mini bags of Maltesers, 5 jaffa cakes, two chunks of Cadbury Caramel chocolate block ... and that was on top of a yummy dinner of pork chop, veggies and a massive pile of mashed potato & gravy!
I haven't done any exercise either - normally I would at least walk from the station to work and back which would give me most of my steps. No chance today - I feel all feverish, stuffy, bloated and generally rubbish! Pooo.
It's amazing that I'm actually in a reasonably good mood! It's not doing anything to prevent the cravings though ....
- not sure what to think about that yet!
