Some on in our group once compared meals to flowers, that if you had 21 flowers in a vase and 1 died, you would not throw the bunch away. So, there is 21 meals in a week, and if you mess up, you don’t continue eating like that all week, you just get back on plan at the next meal.
This is how I like to think of eating. I take each meal as it comes. I was completely off plan on Sunday, mainly because I was out for the day in the middle of the country side and some times finding something that is SW friendly to eat can be a bit of a pain. The answer to this was just to pick the best of the bunch and then be back on plan as soon as I can be. If I do not loose this week, well I am not all that bothered, I’ve had lovely family time and enjoyed myself.
I’m also rather happy because I have one appointment left with the health trainer and then I can be signed off, I just don’t gel with the woman. She does not seem to have much of a sense of humour or want to engage in conversation. But they have just changed the rules for the tablets and you have to see a health trainer to get them, so need to see the nurse because I have done the 12 weeks. Also its a tad annoying being weighed at the health trainer every week, slimming world every week and then once a month at the nurse. I honestly feel that I am constantly on the scales!
So today an ambulance pulled up outside my house, and the team where going into my neighbours house. Well my road isn’t massively wide so I thought, “I best move my car”.
The only problem with this was I was wearing the world’s worst jogging pants (I’m doing the housework today) so i nipped to change. I grabbed out pair of jeans and went out to move my car. All the time I was conscious of the fact that these jeans where a bit tight, especially around the thigh area, so once inside I looked and they where a size 22.
I’m, normally in a size 24, and they are only held on by my hips, but surely at nearly 2st down I should be a dress size smaller, or at least a jean size! It made me feel really unhappy, I keep putting off trying smaller clothes for this exact reason.
Today was weigh day and I lost 1.5lbs which in all honesty was about 1lb more than I was expecting. I don’t know maybe I’m just feeling like my backside today and should go give my head a wobble.
Have you ever thought about how much weight you have lost? Well the other day while I was sat on the floor sorting out the bird food – I’m now feeding everything not just me- I noticed that the bag of bird seed weighed 12.6KG.
I’ve lost 11.3KG, so I’ve nearly lost a bag of bird seed.
That kinda gave me a shock…that bag is pretty heavy and its rather large, was a great visualisation as to what I’ve accomplished. Only down side to this is that it made me realise how much more I have to go. I personally try not to think about the weight I have to loose as this not only depresses me but I have a slight “oh f*** i’m never going to do that” moment and eat the bread.
So here is my idea, find something that weighs how much you’ve lost and share it, you might be shocked.
So following on from my last post, I should share that I am still walking around in size 24 jeans. They are massive and if it was not for the fact that I have hips there is not a cat in hell’s chance that I would be keeping them up.
Now is the time to be brave right? I should of just not bothered. I have in my wardrobe sizes 24 down to 18, and thought that given the smaller gym bottoms and swim suit (i mean that fits my whole body!!!) that I would try on a size 22 jeans.
So I took out a nice brand new pair of dark blue boot cut jeans (I buy jeans when they are in the sale, or I buy them and then dont wear them as I am only going to asda ect) and pulled them on…..
They where tight, at my ladybits and around the top of my hips. On the plus side they did give me a cracking backside. But in another twist, I tried on a size 22 skinny jeans and these fitted perfectly. How does that happen? both from same brand, same size just different cuts…
I still ended up going out in my size 24 jeans as these felt comfy, I am just not sure how long I can get away with wearing them for.
So as I sit here and eat my dib dab (4 1/2 syns) I’m a rather happy girl.
I got weighed this week and I gained, shock horror, but it was 1/2lb. I’m not going to lament this as I had three good meals out with the other half and family. Nothing beats family time and seeing my gran actually eat more than a tiny amount.
So why am I happy about my lack of weight loss? Because I got into a swimsuit and pair of gym bottoms two sizes smaller. And not only that but the gym bottoms are so far out of my normal comfort zone that I cant believe I had to confidence to buy them. Ive still yet to wear them out but hey one step at a time.
I love them, and they are really comfy. Honestly Marks and Spencer sports wear range is brilliant, they offer some sizes up to size 24 which for a high street store for gym wear is not really heard of.
So I am stupidly excited because I have epic new gym gear and my water class resumes on Tuesday, I was hoping for sooner, but the woman didn’t return my call but she did say that because there is only three weeks till the schools break up and we loose the use of the pool, that they would look at a personal trainer for the 6 weeks holiday. I cant believe this, as I go to the gym but I’m not overly confident so hopefully this will help and speed up my weight loss.