I haven't posted in a bit as it's been a massive fail in the losing weight department for me in the last week or so. Things like real life and going out have been ruining my plans - and unfortunately I can't say "no" when someone offers me wine, dinner or chocolate!
Anyway, todays a new day, right? I have to think of it like this - in three weeks time I will be in the Canaries and wanting to feel confident in a bikini. Not necessarily lighter - just more toned. Ideally I want to see a good result in two weeks time, as it'll be my twenty ninth birthday. So I NEED to take this seriously for the next couple of weeks and try my hardest to just eat healthy and throw my ass into working out, so I can actually see some sort of results.
I tend to thrive under pressure, so maybe this deadline will help me be a little harder on myself...
Sunday 21 September 2008
Monday 8 September 2008
DAY TWO . . .
Okay today I wasn't too bad calorie wise, I've not added anything up exactly (which is probably a mistake) but I didn't stuff my face, was relatively careful what I ate by my standards, AND I did exercise. The only downfall of the day really was the fact I didn't walk to work - due to lateness and heavy rain me and my flatmate ended up taking a cab. But all in all, I feel like I accomplished something. My stomach muscles are hurting from my workouts and a couple of intensive sit up sessions over the past couple of days so hopefully that means it's working . . .
DAY ONE , , ,
So not off to the best of starts.
As it was a lazy day for me today and I couldn't even be bothered getting out of bed until midday-ish, I decided to have two main meals rather than three. The plan was two low fat ready meals - one under three hundred cals, the other under four hundred. Simple enough, right? (I know ready meals aren't the best option but they're the easiest way for me to moderate my calorie intake right now). I had a Muller Vitality probiotic drink as my "breakfast" substitute about an hour prior to the first ready meal.
All would have probably been okay if I hadn't then consumed a 400 cal plus bar of galaxy chocolate. Damn, I'm weak.
On the upside, I DID do a significant amount of exercise for me, so I'm not gonna sweat it too much (well, literally, I sweated quite a bit during my workout, but you get my drift). I realise I'm not going to lose all the weight I want to lose overnight and that if I beat myself up about bingeing it will just make me feel worse and eat more, so I'm just gonna try my best to take one day at a time. That's all I can do really . . .
As it was a lazy day for me today and I couldn't even be bothered getting out of bed until midday-ish, I decided to have two main meals rather than three. The plan was two low fat ready meals - one under three hundred cals, the other under four hundred. Simple enough, right? (I know ready meals aren't the best option but they're the easiest way for me to moderate my calorie intake right now). I had a Muller Vitality probiotic drink as my "breakfast" substitute about an hour prior to the first ready meal.
All would have probably been okay if I hadn't then consumed a 400 cal plus bar of galaxy chocolate. Damn, I'm weak.
On the upside, I DID do a significant amount of exercise for me, so I'm not gonna sweat it too much (well, literally, I sweated quite a bit during my workout, but you get my drift). I realise I'm not going to lose all the weight I want to lose overnight and that if I beat myself up about bingeing it will just make me feel worse and eat more, so I'm just gonna try my best to take one day at a time. That's all I can do really . . .
Sunday 7 September 2008
BEGINNINGS . . .
So the main reason I'm trying this is because I feel like if I commit my goals to the internet, then perhaps I might actually have the motivation to lose something.
Some background info: I'm 28 (29 in less than a month - eek!) and I usually blog over here. About seven years ago I weighed just under ten and a half stone (approximately 145 pounds) and I managed by some miracle to get down to just under eight (about 110 pounds). The first 20 pounds or so was diet and sheer force of will, the next five or so was more down to working in a shop where I never stopped moving about, and the last few pounds was down to me getting a little depressed and not being able to eat.
I probably stayed at the eight stone mark for a few months and then gradually the weight has crept on me again . . . first to eight and a half stone when I first moved out of my parents, then to nine as the years went by and my willpower dwindled. It's hovered at nine for a few years now, making the occasional plunge downwards by several pounds on the few occasions when I've lost my appetite - which is virtually only ever down to me being dumped, weirdly enough! Over the last couple of months its started to creep up further now and I'm getting closer and closer to the nine and a half stone mark.
I realise this isn't a lot in the grand scheme of things. When I say I'm going to go on a diet people tend to look at me like I'm mental. But let's face it, dieting is a personal thing. A person who is heavier than me may have nine and a half stone as the goal they are slimming down to . . . but for my body, this is heavy. I'm barely five foot three and small boned. I should be at the lower end of the weight scale for my height, not getting rapidly closer to the higher end. The fact of the matter is that I am not comfortable in my own body. I don't want my favourite clothes to be too tight on me. I want to be able to walk down a beach in Fuerteventura next month feeling confident in my bikini. And the way things are going at the moment with the weight creeping back on, I need to do something about it before I end up back where I started.
So my goal is to get back down to the weight I think is ideal for me. This is the weight I was before I got depressed and lost my appetite first time around . . . eight stone three pounds. I am realistic enough to realise I'm not going to manage that for my holiday - five weeks to lose over a stone is probably not do-able unless I crash diet . . . and I don't really want to do that, I have no desire to put the weight back on and then some.
I'm not going to cut carbs, or do some faddy thing that I can't stick to. I'm just going to limit my calories and fat intake, try not to drink as much booze, and exercise. This is what worked for me first time around and I'm hoping it can work for me again. Only time will tell, I guess . . .
Some background info: I'm 28 (29 in less than a month - eek!) and I usually blog over here. About seven years ago I weighed just under ten and a half stone (approximately 145 pounds) and I managed by some miracle to get down to just under eight (about 110 pounds). The first 20 pounds or so was diet and sheer force of will, the next five or so was more down to working in a shop where I never stopped moving about, and the last few pounds was down to me getting a little depressed and not being able to eat.
I probably stayed at the eight stone mark for a few months and then gradually the weight has crept on me again . . . first to eight and a half stone when I first moved out of my parents, then to nine as the years went by and my willpower dwindled. It's hovered at nine for a few years now, making the occasional plunge downwards by several pounds on the few occasions when I've lost my appetite - which is virtually only ever down to me being dumped, weirdly enough! Over the last couple of months its started to creep up further now and I'm getting closer and closer to the nine and a half stone mark.
I realise this isn't a lot in the grand scheme of things. When I say I'm going to go on a diet people tend to look at me like I'm mental. But let's face it, dieting is a personal thing. A person who is heavier than me may have nine and a half stone as the goal they are slimming down to . . . but for my body, this is heavy. I'm barely five foot three and small boned. I should be at the lower end of the weight scale for my height, not getting rapidly closer to the higher end. The fact of the matter is that I am not comfortable in my own body. I don't want my favourite clothes to be too tight on me. I want to be able to walk down a beach in Fuerteventura next month feeling confident in my bikini. And the way things are going at the moment with the weight creeping back on, I need to do something about it before I end up back where I started.
So my goal is to get back down to the weight I think is ideal for me. This is the weight I was before I got depressed and lost my appetite first time around . . . eight stone three pounds. I am realistic enough to realise I'm not going to manage that for my holiday - five weeks to lose over a stone is probably not do-able unless I crash diet . . . and I don't really want to do that, I have no desire to put the weight back on and then some.
I'm not going to cut carbs, or do some faddy thing that I can't stick to. I'm just going to limit my calories and fat intake, try not to drink as much booze, and exercise. This is what worked for me first time around and I'm hoping it can work for me again. Only time will tell, I guess . . .
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