Depressing news!
I now weigh 84.4 kilos! The proof is in the eating, in fact, I can try to deny that I have been overindulging but the scales do not lie!
To top it off yesterday I decided SERIOUSLY to get back on track, and my hubby came home with 3 cartons of ice cream and 5 packets of biscuits, FIVE!! I was like, 'thanks a bunch matey...' . I suppose he could argue that usually I greet him with open arms when he comes home with shopping like that, and I'm thinking it's a test of my will power. For example, he made me a cup of tea and brought me four biscuits, I managed to eat only two and did feel very proud of myself. Although I appreciate small pigeon steps (do you remember that game!?) are better than none, but I'd rather move a bit faster. I accept if I'm serious I need to get off my fat wobbly arse, but honestly, I'm not making excuses, it's practically impossible to find the time. BUT I will try, I promise to myself, ( and to you...).
Positive thinking is the key!
Monday, April 29, 2013
Monday, April 22, 2013
Wishing you all a good start to a new week, unlike me! I have been baking, and eating cake and tasting cake fillings and creams all day.
Needless to say I have no intention of weighing myself tomorrow. Furthermore, due to rain stopping play, we stayed in all day so less than no exercise.
Well I did manage to pair a bag of odd socks which made me feel worthwhile, but as far as being an inspiring weight loss blog, can't get much further away today, I'm afraid.
Why am I baking cakes when I'm on a diet? In a couple of days it's a national holiday here, Liberation Day, which also happens to fall on my birthday, and we're having a mega party- not to celebrate my birthday, just an excuse to get together with friends and relax and eat a lot. So I decided to bake a cake which represents my dream house, because the land we've bought it for eventually building our own house, and while we're waiting for planning permission I thought I'd dream in 3D!
And also I love cake, both eating it and baking it!
I'll try not to actually put weight ON but I'll be greatly surprised if I manange to lose any!
'Til the next post, blogfollwers!
Needless to say I have no intention of weighing myself tomorrow. Furthermore, due to rain stopping play, we stayed in all day so less than no exercise.
Well I did manage to pair a bag of odd socks which made me feel worthwhile, but as far as being an inspiring weight loss blog, can't get much further away today, I'm afraid.
Why am I baking cakes when I'm on a diet? In a couple of days it's a national holiday here, Liberation Day, which also happens to fall on my birthday, and we're having a mega party- not to celebrate my birthday, just an excuse to get together with friends and relax and eat a lot. So I decided to bake a cake which represents my dream house, because the land we've bought it for eventually building our own house, and while we're waiting for planning permission I thought I'd dream in 3D!
And also I love cake, both eating it and baking it!
I'll try not to actually put weight ON but I'll be greatly surprised if I manange to lose any!
'Til the next post, blogfollwers!
Saturday, April 20, 2013
I made the mistake of standing on the scales this morning, convinced that my swimming yesterday had paid off. Nothing has changed, still 83 kilos. bah!
So I finished a bit of chocolate, baked two cakes and for supper drank 3 glasses of red wine. Feeling very peeved.
Apart from that I tried to do some sit ups but at twenty had to stop and I fell asleep outside in the garden on my exercise mat. Delicious snooze, very refreshing, but hardly any calories burned.
Oh well. 'Tomorrow is another day' as Scarlett O'Hara said, and I'll face it with courage and spirit!
So I finished a bit of chocolate, baked two cakes and for supper drank 3 glasses of red wine. Feeling very peeved.
Apart from that I tried to do some sit ups but at twenty had to stop and I fell asleep outside in the garden on my exercise mat. Delicious snooze, very refreshing, but hardly any calories burned.
Oh well. 'Tomorrow is another day' as Scarlett O'Hara said, and I'll face it with courage and spirit!
Friday, April 19, 2013
Day of freedom
Today was wonderful! My husband took our son to his grandma's house for the whole day, so I finally got my bike out, put my swimming gear in the pannier and went to the pool!
What a fantastic feeling, stretching my arms out in front of me and pulling my blubber through the water. In less than 5 minutes all my muscles were burning and I was gasping and huffing like Thomas the tank engine.
But I was loving it, 30 minutes up and down and I didn't stop at all. Well apart from when I crashed into the lady with whom I was sharing the lane. She was slower than me, (and thankfully also fatter which made me feel like sylph-like) and we kept blundering into each other until the lifeguard told us which sides to stay to.
So I'm feeling slimmer already! I swear my jeans are hanging baggily on my thunder thighs. I also ate less which is great. No breakfast because I didn't want to get indigestion. Three pieces of fruit when I got home and half a litre of water, lunch some ragu which I made yesterday and a thin slice of homemade bread, tonight a plate of pasta and tomato sauce and a glass of wine, with a small(ish) piece of chocolate as a treat.
As I heaved my bulk out of the pool, the 20 somethings in the other lanes who were flirting with the lifeguard looked me up and down, noting smugly my cellulite pocked wobbly thighs, bulging belly and flaccid butt cheeks. I remembered being so sure and arrogant at twenty too, and reminded myself that they too will look like me one day.
That made me feel a lot better.
Husband has agreed to take son off my hands tommorrow too, so will whizz down to the pool again and try to tone up the batwings under my arms while improving my health in general.
It really has given me a buzz, I must admit. Feeling much more positive than I have for a while. I CAN do this! Come on Hardiman!! Go girl!
What a fantastic feeling, stretching my arms out in front of me and pulling my blubber through the water. In less than 5 minutes all my muscles were burning and I was gasping and huffing like Thomas the tank engine.
But I was loving it, 30 minutes up and down and I didn't stop at all. Well apart from when I crashed into the lady with whom I was sharing the lane. She was slower than me, (and thankfully also fatter which made me feel like sylph-like) and we kept blundering into each other until the lifeguard told us which sides to stay to.
So I'm feeling slimmer already! I swear my jeans are hanging baggily on my thunder thighs. I also ate less which is great. No breakfast because I didn't want to get indigestion. Three pieces of fruit when I got home and half a litre of water, lunch some ragu which I made yesterday and a thin slice of homemade bread, tonight a plate of pasta and tomato sauce and a glass of wine, with a small(ish) piece of chocolate as a treat.
As I heaved my bulk out of the pool, the 20 somethings in the other lanes who were flirting with the lifeguard looked me up and down, noting smugly my cellulite pocked wobbly thighs, bulging belly and flaccid butt cheeks. I remembered being so sure and arrogant at twenty too, and reminded myself that they too will look like me one day.
That made me feel a lot better.
Husband has agreed to take son off my hands tommorrow too, so will whizz down to the pool again and try to tone up the batwings under my arms while improving my health in general.
It really has given me a buzz, I must admit. Feeling much more positive than I have for a while. I CAN do this! Come on Hardiman!! Go girl!
Thursday, April 18, 2013
every step you take...
Apparently the recommended number of steps per day is 10,000.
10,000!
Do you know how hard that is!?
On Monday I counted my steps using an app for my tab and walking to the supermarket and back was a measly 3,000.
Tuesday I managed 5,000 because I went for a long walk along the sea front. I was out for about an hour and a half!
So I reckon to reach 10,000 you have to be a lady of leisure! Or the opposite, that you spend all day running from place to place...
Yesterday I managed 5,000 steps in the morning as had a few errands to run locally, but we were invited to dinner in the evening where I was presented with four types of homemade pizza, home grown olives, artichokes in oil, home made wine and grappa. I managed not to overdo it, but still daren't step on the scales.
Apart from that, I'm eating lots of fresh fruit and veg, now the hot weather is here that is much easier. just need to find the time and the energy to up the exercise!
Pulled out my bag of summer clothes last night and found some jeans which I was unable to get into! This is the kind of challenge I like, something tangible, not a number on the scales which seems at times so unfair! You know how it is, you're convinced you've been careful and the bloody thing says you put on! Or when you decide to have a drastic haircut and nothing even registers, what is that all about!?
So I'm hanging the jeans up on my wardrobe door and from time to time will give them a try. Right now, just holding them up against my blubbery thighs I can see that they're missing about 5cm of material from the top of each leg.
I will measure myself and post it here too so we can track the (disappearing) flabby bits.
BUST; 106cm (41.7in)
BACK; 89cm (35in)
WAIST; 90cm!! (slack stomach muscles bulging out over the top of trousers!) (35.4 in)
HIPS;116cm (45.7in)
LEFT UPPER ARM; 35cm (13.8in)
RIGHT UPPER ARM; 34cm (13.4in)
L THIGH IN FATTEST PLACE; 65cm (25.6in)
R THIGH IN FATTEST PLACE; 68cm (26.8in)
L CALF;37cm (14.56in)
R CALF 38cm (14.96in)
Ok, so those are the damning stats...I can hardly believe my stomach is actually bigger than my back! because from the front it doesn't look like that!
Ok, off to eat a slice of cake then to cheer myself up...
10,000!
Do you know how hard that is!?
On Monday I counted my steps using an app for my tab and walking to the supermarket and back was a measly 3,000.
Tuesday I managed 5,000 because I went for a long walk along the sea front. I was out for about an hour and a half!
So I reckon to reach 10,000 you have to be a lady of leisure! Or the opposite, that you spend all day running from place to place...
Yesterday I managed 5,000 steps in the morning as had a few errands to run locally, but we were invited to dinner in the evening where I was presented with four types of homemade pizza, home grown olives, artichokes in oil, home made wine and grappa. I managed not to overdo it, but still daren't step on the scales.
Apart from that, I'm eating lots of fresh fruit and veg, now the hot weather is here that is much easier. just need to find the time and the energy to up the exercise!
Pulled out my bag of summer clothes last night and found some jeans which I was unable to get into! This is the kind of challenge I like, something tangible, not a number on the scales which seems at times so unfair! You know how it is, you're convinced you've been careful and the bloody thing says you put on! Or when you decide to have a drastic haircut and nothing even registers, what is that all about!?
So I'm hanging the jeans up on my wardrobe door and from time to time will give them a try. Right now, just holding them up against my blubbery thighs I can see that they're missing about 5cm of material from the top of each leg.
I will measure myself and post it here too so we can track the (disappearing) flabby bits.
BUST; 106cm (41.7in)
BACK; 89cm (35in)
WAIST; 90cm!! (slack stomach muscles bulging out over the top of trousers!) (35.4 in)
HIPS;116cm (45.7in)
LEFT UPPER ARM; 35cm (13.8in)
RIGHT UPPER ARM; 34cm (13.4in)
L THIGH IN FATTEST PLACE; 65cm (25.6in)
R THIGH IN FATTEST PLACE; 68cm (26.8in)
L CALF;37cm (14.56in)
R CALF 38cm (14.96in)
Ok, so those are the damning stats...I can hardly believe my stomach is actually bigger than my back! because from the front it doesn't look like that!
Ok, off to eat a slice of cake then to cheer myself up...
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Boston prayers
My heart goes out to all those affected by the tragic massacre at Boston.
My ridiculous preoccupation with weight loss pales into insignificance.
Prayers and love to all
My ridiculous preoccupation with weight loss pales into insignificance.
Prayers and love to all
Sunday, April 14, 2013
So, it's the end of a long hard Sunday. Traditionally the 'day of rest', for me it's become the day of 'do the rest of the stuff you don't find time to do during the week'. Which means cleaning, washing, trying to have some family time, but very little relaxing.
One really positive thing, thanks to you guys, is that I actually managed to keep my food intake under control. Well, not exactly UNDER control, I suppose sitting down beside me control, but anyway much better than usual. Let me explain; my Mother-in Law is a fantastic cook and is also capable of feeding a horde of starving vikings without so much as working up a sweat. I suppose bringing up 5 hungry children has something to do with this, but the down side is, when her son and I are coming to lunch she tends to overdo it slightly.
We sit down to a massive bowl of homemade pasta, something light like tortellini in brodo with lashings of parmesan cheese, followed by a second helping, (come on they need eating up!). And I dutifully do my bit. The there's 'secondo' a recently killed chicken or cockerel which got two big for its boots or a steak or a stew with floury potatoes, succulently cooked in the juices, tender carrots and then the vegetable course a wide range of fresh vegetables in season. At the moment it's artichokes, so we are offered them grilled and stuffed with garlic breadcrumbs, steamed, boiled and then simmered in rich tomato sauce, in an omelette, and you think to yourself, they're only vegetables, what harm can they do?
After this there's the salad course, fresh fennel crispy and cool, to cleanse your palate. freshly cut rocket from the garden, or a ripe tomato and onion salad, liberally doused in extra virgin olive oil and balsamic vinegar.
And to wash it all down there's home made wine, cool and refreshing, home baked bread for mopping up the sauce, and
just when you think it's all over, out comes the dessert, two types of ice cream, various cakes and tarts baked fresh by her or by friends, so you just have a little taste to be polite. Finally there's a small Italian coffee, with a bit of easter egg to finish you off!
And now I think you'll understand why I am almost 20 kilos overweight, and hubby too complains about his michelin man appearance.
So today, it went quite well, I avoided second helpings, kept the oil and cheese to a minimum, didn't drink any wine and managed to have only the tiniest sliver of cake with my ice cream. Furthermore, I ate a lot of fresh fennel and rocket leaves which made me feel as if I was seriously healthy.
For our afternoon 'passeggiata' we went to a shopping centre, where I stupidly tried on a dress. I have two weddings to go to in June and am desperately seeking something to make me look better than the truth. I found a size 48 (size 16 UK readers), turquoise, simple dress, when I pulled it on, it felt pretty good too. Until I stepped in front of the mirror.
As all women know, shops don't help themselves gain customers. I mean, put some flattering lighting, get a slightly convex mirror which makes subjects appear slimmer! What does it take?!
But no, the mirror is your worst nightmare; and this one made me look like a particularly attractive German Wurstel tightly packed in blue shiny material which had had a rough journey in someone's shopping cart and had dents and bumps, lumps and creases.
Or maybe I really did look like that.
My husband tried to cheer me up, 'It'd be ok if the material was slightly different, or if the dress was a bit bigger, you know.' Yeah, I know. Let's change the subject.
So anyway, food wise today went well, but no exercise, except a bit of housework and a walk round the shops.
Here's hoping my fat cells start to give up the right to party!
I wonder how much weight I can lose before June when I go to these weddings, any bets anyone? or sensible advice? It's 8 weeks away, what is a sensible weight loss in that time? I would say 8 kilos but that feels very optomistic!? Maybe it'll be better to measure my soft flabby body and work on toning and shaping rather than losing weight only...
Well, off to sleep on it, and tomorrow I'll hopefully have made a decision!
Night all!
One really positive thing, thanks to you guys, is that I actually managed to keep my food intake under control. Well, not exactly UNDER control, I suppose sitting down beside me control, but anyway much better than usual. Let me explain; my Mother-in Law is a fantastic cook and is also capable of feeding a horde of starving vikings without so much as working up a sweat. I suppose bringing up 5 hungry children has something to do with this, but the down side is, when her son and I are coming to lunch she tends to overdo it slightly.
We sit down to a massive bowl of homemade pasta, something light like tortellini in brodo with lashings of parmesan cheese, followed by a second helping, (come on they need eating up!). And I dutifully do my bit. The there's 'secondo' a recently killed chicken or cockerel which got two big for its boots or a steak or a stew with floury potatoes, succulently cooked in the juices, tender carrots and then the vegetable course a wide range of fresh vegetables in season. At the moment it's artichokes, so we are offered them grilled and stuffed with garlic breadcrumbs, steamed, boiled and then simmered in rich tomato sauce, in an omelette, and you think to yourself, they're only vegetables, what harm can they do?
After this there's the salad course, fresh fennel crispy and cool, to cleanse your palate. freshly cut rocket from the garden, or a ripe tomato and onion salad, liberally doused in extra virgin olive oil and balsamic vinegar.
And to wash it all down there's home made wine, cool and refreshing, home baked bread for mopping up the sauce, and
just when you think it's all over, out comes the dessert, two types of ice cream, various cakes and tarts baked fresh by her or by friends, so you just have a little taste to be polite. Finally there's a small Italian coffee, with a bit of easter egg to finish you off!
And now I think you'll understand why I am almost 20 kilos overweight, and hubby too complains about his michelin man appearance.
So today, it went quite well, I avoided second helpings, kept the oil and cheese to a minimum, didn't drink any wine and managed to have only the tiniest sliver of cake with my ice cream. Furthermore, I ate a lot of fresh fennel and rocket leaves which made me feel as if I was seriously healthy.
For our afternoon 'passeggiata' we went to a shopping centre, where I stupidly tried on a dress. I have two weddings to go to in June and am desperately seeking something to make me look better than the truth. I found a size 48 (size 16 UK readers), turquoise, simple dress, when I pulled it on, it felt pretty good too. Until I stepped in front of the mirror.
As all women know, shops don't help themselves gain customers. I mean, put some flattering lighting, get a slightly convex mirror which makes subjects appear slimmer! What does it take?!
But no, the mirror is your worst nightmare; and this one made me look like a particularly attractive German Wurstel tightly packed in blue shiny material which had had a rough journey in someone's shopping cart and had dents and bumps, lumps and creases.
Or maybe I really did look like that.
My husband tried to cheer me up, 'It'd be ok if the material was slightly different, or if the dress was a bit bigger, you know.' Yeah, I know. Let's change the subject.
So anyway, food wise today went well, but no exercise, except a bit of housework and a walk round the shops.
Here's hoping my fat cells start to give up the right to party!
I wonder how much weight I can lose before June when I go to these weddings, any bets anyone? or sensible advice? It's 8 weeks away, what is a sensible weight loss in that time? I would say 8 kilos but that feels very optomistic!? Maybe it'll be better to measure my soft flabby body and work on toning and shaping rather than losing weight only...
Well, off to sleep on it, and tomorrow I'll hopefully have made a decision!
Night all!
Saturday, April 13, 2013
AAARGH! just jogged, shuffled, dragged myself around the block in my tracksuit pants and running top which strangely seems too small for my bumptious curvey bits which wobble around like a tsnami in the bathtub. It's boiling outside, I'm guessing at least 25C today and while that's positive, cos it got me sweating, I don't make a very attractive picture sweating and bouncing and trying to keep my blubber from falling out all over the place.
I just say to myself it is the beginning of a new me, and while those guys outside the cafè are smirking as I run/drag myself/shuffle/sweat past, in a few weeks they'll be smirking on the other side of their faces as I effortlessly glide past, with my sleek shiny ponytail doing the only bobbing up and down...
Now, sadly, I'm going to make a cake mix because it's my birthday in 10 days and I want to make a cake with my dream house on top. but I WILL be strong and try not to lick the bowl...
I just say to myself it is the beginning of a new me, and while those guys outside the cafè are smirking as I run/drag myself/shuffle/sweat past, in a few weeks they'll be smirking on the other side of their faces as I effortlessly glide past, with my sleek shiny ponytail doing the only bobbing up and down...
Now, sadly, I'm going to make a cake mix because it's my birthday in 10 days and I want to make a cake with my dream house on top. but I WILL be strong and try not to lick the bowl...
Friday, April 12, 2013
Back in the saddle
Hi folks!
Back in the saddle after years out! Well let's recap a bit, lost loads of weight and in October 2011 got down to my goal weight 64Kilos or 10st1lb! straight after LITERALLY we discovered I was pregnant! Great joy of course at it had been one of the motivations for dieting.
But now, 18 months and one bouncing baby later, I now tip the scales at a massive 83Kilos! That's 13 stone for my UK readers! Ouch!
So here I am back on the blog, which was motivating and fun and kept me focused.
Just thinking about what I have to change...
Portion sizes- they went out of the window with the pregnancy! I had nausea all day every day and the only way to keep it at bay was to eat...(that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it!)
My new hobby- cake baking and making! just have to be careful about scaping the bowl, and giving my creations away!
Drink more water, and thus less tea/coffee which call out to have biscuits dunked in them...
EXERCISE the big one, with a new baby it hasn't been easy to find time to get off my butt and out of the house, but I promise now I'll start going for a brisk walk with the pushchair every morning. I did a salute to the sun the other day and felt like I'd been run over by a truck the next day!
I am still breastfeeding, and would like to continue for as least another year if possible, and I am worried that cutting down my calories will reduce milk production, we'll have to see about that.
Ok, so here goes, I'm aiming to lose 19 kilos, which is 3 stone, I reckon I should give myself a year, so that for my 42nd birthday I'll be on form!
Back in the saddle after years out! Well let's recap a bit, lost loads of weight and in October 2011 got down to my goal weight 64Kilos or 10st1lb! straight after LITERALLY we discovered I was pregnant! Great joy of course at it had been one of the motivations for dieting.
But now, 18 months and one bouncing baby later, I now tip the scales at a massive 83Kilos! That's 13 stone for my UK readers! Ouch!
So here I am back on the blog, which was motivating and fun and kept me focused.
Just thinking about what I have to change...
Portion sizes- they went out of the window with the pregnancy! I had nausea all day every day and the only way to keep it at bay was to eat...(that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it!)
My new hobby- cake baking and making! just have to be careful about scaping the bowl, and giving my creations away!
Drink more water, and thus less tea/coffee which call out to have biscuits dunked in them...
EXERCISE the big one, with a new baby it hasn't been easy to find time to get off my butt and out of the house, but I promise now I'll start going for a brisk walk with the pushchair every morning. I did a salute to the sun the other day and felt like I'd been run over by a truck the next day!
I am still breastfeeding, and would like to continue for as least another year if possible, and I am worried that cutting down my calories will reduce milk production, we'll have to see about that.
Ok, so here goes, I'm aiming to lose 19 kilos, which is 3 stone, I reckon I should give myself a year, so that for my 42nd birthday I'll be on form!
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