This week started off no different to any other, I was keen and raring to go. In the back of my mind I suppose I do however have in my head "okay Karen, this is the stone bracket that you lost your focus on last time and gave up" but thankfully, I don't feel any sort of the struggle I did back in 2011 when I was last here. Food is such a mental issue for many, including me. The moment your tell yourself you can't have something, you want it. The moment you think "I can't do this" you almost start talking yourself out of achieving your goals but one thing is for sure, I will do this, this is happening and I will be there for my birthday.
As I said in last week's post, I'd gotten it into my head that I wanted cake and in particular, birthday cake. I know that's hilarious but I swear birthday cake is better than any other cake. My Dad is cute and went and bought my a small raspberry sponge cake which I had a small amount of for a couple of nights, within my calorie range. I don't believe in "oh I can't have this" or "I'm not allowed one of them," that's just not life and when I have reached my goals I need to get used to having things like this without going on some sort of crazy binge if I was denied it for so long.
The other thing I've been hankering after is carbonara. I think all of this things that I've been thinking about is just food that I have thought about and if I let it fester it will get worse. Now I absolutely regret buying the above meal, avoid it like the plague, it's disgusting. I should have just made my own. This wasn't carbonara at all and if I had the energy I would complain to Asda about it as it was greasy and the chicken and the leek in it just made it taste like an odd pasta hot pot style combination. I left it after a couple of mouthfuls and I'm pleased to say that my carbonara craving has been officially laid to rest!
Update: My husband has complained to Asda and they said to bring the packaging into store for a refund - result!
I continue to walk as much as I can and every evening. When I've been on the treadmill I try to push myself as much as I can because it's easier to do a gentle pace. I find it hilarious for someone like me to even say this but I love the feeling when I get off the treadmill at the end, it's quite euphoric and it makes me want to return and do a little longer. I suppose if you don't know me you won't know why this is as funny as it is. In a nut shell, I was as lazy as lazy can be and the least amount of movement I could get away with, I would. That's hard to admit but it's true.
Every night I go for a walk and it's became something really pleasant activity for my husband and I. I'm going to sound like some sort of fitness buff here but it's so easy to mooch infront of the TV each evening, definitely if you've been working all day. Unfortunately what goes hand in hand with that is that you don't speak to each other, you may not even sit in the same room if you're watching different programmes so to actively go outside whilst the weather is still decent is great. As you can see by the above photo, we have noticed hedgehogs and foxes (a personal favourite animal of mine) on our walks.
One thing I've been doing far too much this week is eating sweet things. I've got a current obsession with popcorn and crumpets (not together!) and I suppose in the back of my mind I figured that if I stayed within my calorie limit I may get away with sneaking more of them in than I normally do. It's for that reason that I must admit I was a little nervous for this week's weigh in but I felt like it was too late to change my ways for this weigh in.
So, onto the weigh in itself. Honestly I was dreading it where as I normally look forward to it. When I climbed onto the scales I felt heavy. It's hard to put into words how you can feel that way, particularly if you're lighter than your last weigh in but I suppose it's the fine tuning of my body means I know. My weight loss goal is 2 - 3lbs every week so I tell myself that as long as I haven't put on, that's the bare bones of what I'll be happy with. Then if I can make some sort of progress then that's even better but 2 is the minimum I would be happy losing. I realise that this won't always be achievable but for now, I shall try. This week I lost 2lbs, bringing me to a total of two stone 8lbs in 13 weeks (or 36lbs.) The truth is I know it could have been 3lbs if I hadn't have had so many sweet treats this week but that's okay because I'm stepping up my game big style for next week!
Things to remember:
- Every day we have a choice, it's a fresh start and the most important part from any healthy eating plan is to just try and make as many days, good ones.
- Losing a pound a week is still over three and a half stone in a year!
- If you're feeling particularly down about your weight, remember that if you stick to a balanced diet then by this time next week you could have dropped quite a few pounds, just the kick start you need to get going! Even just by cutting down on treats you could make a difference, how good would that feel?!
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