Weight: 17st 8lb
3lb off this week, and each one is undeserved if I'm honest! I was stood on the wiifit with my eyes closed, fingers crossed I had only put on one. So, shock and elation when I was told I've lost three! This is particularly lovely as my weight today is exactly 2st lighter than my heaviest recorded weight. (It is worth remembering that this is heaviest RECORDED; I suspect that I got heavier than that if I'm honest.)
The coming week is also making me feel pretty optimistic. It's half term, so the Lovely Husband and I are on a decorating mission. Shockingly, our bedroom has not been in any way touched since we moved in nearly 6 years ago. The time has come to remedy this! Materials have been purchased (minus a seam roller, but that too shall be obtained) and we are to attempt papering! I'm really looking forward to it; I loved learning the tiling necessary for doing the kitchen and bathroom, so I'm eager to add another skill to my repetoire.
This enthusiasm always gets a lot of raised eyebrows though I don't know why. My job is so often cerebral and physically constrained that I relish the opportunity to stand up straight and stretch my limbs while using a more practical part of my brain. The Lovely Husband and I are celebrating our two year anniversary this week as well, so it feels fitting that we spend the coming seven days in home improvements.
However, please note the throwaway mention of our anniversary. We're heading off to a preview evening of a new menu for a sister restaurant of our favourite place. I have had to accept that this may, for the sake of vital research, involve the ingestion of butter, cream and even, perhaps, chocolate. It's a dirty job but someone's gotta do it!
Saturday, 16 February 2013
Sunday, 10 February 2013
Overworked, or seeing the positive side of stress
Weight: 17st 11lb
Really quite delighted with this week's progress. Can't deny that I've indulged in the bread (normally a very dangerous choice for me) and even cracked so far as to thoroughly enjoy a couple of cream eggs (well, when they're gone, they're gone!).
So I'm very happy to have lost another couple of pounds this week. I was holding my breath and crossing my fingers when I stood on the scales, just hoping I'd held onto my achievement from last week and it would still register as 17-13. Nearly jumped for joy when it told me I'd actually lost!
It's been rough at work lately, so I can only presume the stress is having an impact. I know this is supposed to be a bad thing but I'll take the silver lining where I can. Me and the Lovely Husband are also struggling a bit, though not with each other.
I'm nearly 28 now (which feels very close to 30) and I can't help starting to worry about kids. We both want them but I'm starting to get twitchy about a more imminent plan. Unfortunately this mostly relies on the Lovely Husband getting a better job to be anywhere near able to afford The Next Stage.
One of the things I'm struggling with, however, is the Lovely Husband's approach. Because he knows there's nothing to be done right now, he keeps avoiding serious conversations about the issue. Even when talking about a new job he just talks about new cars and holidays. It's started to occur to me that maybe he's not quite as on-board with the idea. I can't tell if he's just not dealing with it because it's a non-issue right now or because he's not as keen. I know if I talk to him he'll tell me what I want to hear. So, for now, we aren't having the Proper Talk. And it's bothering me.
Instead, I'll stick to the weight loss. This is an issue I can do something about. Something I can have some control over. And, when The Next Phase does become an option, I'll be in better shape to deal with it.
Enough of the serious reflections I think. Clearly 'Call the Midwife'is a bad influence. Next week we return to our normal schedule and, hopefully, the more whimsical tone.
Really quite delighted with this week's progress. Can't deny that I've indulged in the bread (normally a very dangerous choice for me) and even cracked so far as to thoroughly enjoy a couple of cream eggs (well, when they're gone, they're gone!).
So I'm very happy to have lost another couple of pounds this week. I was holding my breath and crossing my fingers when I stood on the scales, just hoping I'd held onto my achievement from last week and it would still register as 17-13. Nearly jumped for joy when it told me I'd actually lost!
It's been rough at work lately, so I can only presume the stress is having an impact. I know this is supposed to be a bad thing but I'll take the silver lining where I can. Me and the Lovely Husband are also struggling a bit, though not with each other.
I'm nearly 28 now (which feels very close to 30) and I can't help starting to worry about kids. We both want them but I'm starting to get twitchy about a more imminent plan. Unfortunately this mostly relies on the Lovely Husband getting a better job to be anywhere near able to afford The Next Stage.
One of the things I'm struggling with, however, is the Lovely Husband's approach. Because he knows there's nothing to be done right now, he keeps avoiding serious conversations about the issue. Even when talking about a new job he just talks about new cars and holidays. It's started to occur to me that maybe he's not quite as on-board with the idea. I can't tell if he's just not dealing with it because it's a non-issue right now or because he's not as keen. I know if I talk to him he'll tell me what I want to hear. So, for now, we aren't having the Proper Talk. And it's bothering me.
Instead, I'll stick to the weight loss. This is an issue I can do something about. Something I can have some control over. And, when The Next Phase does become an option, I'll be in better shape to deal with it.
Enough of the serious reflections I think. Clearly 'Call the Midwife'is a bad influence. Next week we return to our normal schedule and, hopefully, the more whimsical tone.
Saturday, 2 February 2013
17 again!
Weight: 17st 13lb
A good day today- my wii fit has given me the magic info that I now weigh 17st something. Admittedly it's 17st 13lb, but the psychological boost is something to celebrate!
I know for many people this would have been accomplished much faster (and I'm sure there's people looking down on this paltry achievement) but for me, I'm proud. My thyroid is always going to make this process more of a 'Lord of the Rings' epic journey than a Usain Bolt performance, and the steps on the road need to be marked accordingly.
So now I've rejoined the world of the sub-18st people, my intention is to stay there! I'm noticing little changes; one of my favourite work skirts is looser at the waist, my trousers aren't so tight across the hips. If I can lose another pound this week, then I'll have hit half a stone. Then it's only another few pounds to 2stones from my very biggest.
Therefore, a reaffirmation. I've let my tracking slip a bit the last couple of weeks (not least because I've got a new sexy phone and lost all my apps!) and I know this process needs to be kept a careful eye on. I've also struggled to get my pilates in; this one has really annoyed me as I was starting to really appreciate the stretching and calming effect! Unfortunately, work has been demented in the last couple of weeks and my hours have just been too long. Though the multiple Phones4U trips haven't helped either! But even as I type they sound like silly excuses. So it shall be remedied.
My aim for this week is to stick under 18 and to fit in some pilates; I preach SMART targets enough at school and need to set them in my own life. Check back next week for the thrilling reveal- am I still feeling as perky?
A good day today- my wii fit has given me the magic info that I now weigh 17st something. Admittedly it's 17st 13lb, but the psychological boost is something to celebrate!
I know for many people this would have been accomplished much faster (and I'm sure there's people looking down on this paltry achievement) but for me, I'm proud. My thyroid is always going to make this process more of a 'Lord of the Rings' epic journey than a Usain Bolt performance, and the steps on the road need to be marked accordingly.
So now I've rejoined the world of the sub-18st people, my intention is to stay there! I'm noticing little changes; one of my favourite work skirts is looser at the waist, my trousers aren't so tight across the hips. If I can lose another pound this week, then I'll have hit half a stone. Then it's only another few pounds to 2stones from my very biggest.
Therefore, a reaffirmation. I've let my tracking slip a bit the last couple of weeks (not least because I've got a new sexy phone and lost all my apps!) and I know this process needs to be kept a careful eye on. I've also struggled to get my pilates in; this one has really annoyed me as I was starting to really appreciate the stretching and calming effect! Unfortunately, work has been demented in the last couple of weeks and my hours have just been too long. Though the multiple Phones4U trips haven't helped either! But even as I type they sound like silly excuses. So it shall be remedied.
My aim for this week is to stick under 18 and to fit in some pilates; I preach SMART targets enough at school and need to set them in my own life. Check back next week for the thrilling reveal- am I still feeling as perky?
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