Tuesday, 30 December 2008
Friday, 26 December 2008
Monday, 22 December 2008
The Universe has been trying to tell me something important for ages now. And have I been listening? No, because I'm a bit dim. I've been receiving signals left, right and centre but not "getting" them.
Anyway, I finally got there yesterday while running along a muddy track in the rain. And it was great - I got that fantastic lightbulb feeling, coupled with runner's high and the glad-to-be-alive joy of movement. Rare indeed eh?
What has it been teling me, you ask? That I need to exercise and, more specifically, to run. If I do that, I will find it a lot easier to keep the weight off and I will feel better. So, not earth-shattering stuff then....
- I have gained weight since I gave running. In fact I'm about half a stone heavier than I was this time last year. Now, that's not too bad, but I was definitely heavier then than I wanted to be and I haven't managed to shift the weight all year; in fact I have been a lot heavier and have dropped weight to get down to this level (but had to go back onto a VCLD to do it which I did NOT want to do!).
- I do more exercise when I run regularly. Other exercise doesn't seem to motivate me in the same way. I find it easier to miss other types of exercise.
- How many podgy runners do you see around the place??
- The women I know who have made running part of their everyday lives are the slender ones.
- I was chatting to Katie in the pub. Now, she used to be a bit on the plump side - drop dead gorgeous but definitely chubby. For her wedding she took up running and shifted a couple of stone and turned into Pamela Anderon's younger, sexier cousin. Subtle she is not but there is no doubting that she looks fantastic in a footballer's wives kind of way. (And, as an aside, despite the airhead, bimbo hair, nails and clothes, she is v v intelligent and sucessful - what doctor wouldn't buy drugs off her!!)
Anyway, she casually dropped into conversation that she had been running up Win Hill. I thought that she would have given up the running as it was not really her sort of thing - what, mud darling!! But no. She is still doing it and, well, der, she still looks as luscious as she did when she got married over a year ago whereas I have gained over 2 stone. I remember because I was at my thinnest at her wedding - a very skimpy size 12 and looked pretty hot myself.
- I met Jacqui (the former colleague I mentioned in my last post). She had a baby only 4 weeks ago and now looks superslim. She immediately said that she had just gone back to the running. Also, she ran up Win Hill in July when 5 months pregnant. Admittedly she was slow and knackered but she did it. Hence why she didn't gain baby weight.
- Kate is still slim 2 years on and she runs 3 times a week. Every week!
- I have received emails from the Sheffield Half Marathon and the 10km race which I did in April and May of this year asking me to sign up for next year's events.
- There's probably been more signs and hints but I can't think of them now....
So - I went running on Sunday morning. In the rain. It was great. I loved it and got that great runners' high thingy. Also - just as I was reaching the halfway, turning point in my run, I met a bloke (well, he emerged from the hedgerow) picking rose hips. He was drop dead GORGEOUS!! I mean one of the tastiest man morsels I have seen for a long time. (Better even than the lovely Huw!). All, rugged and outdoorsy but sort of shy and self-deprecating too, with a really friendly Old English Sheepdog (appropriately clipped). Kind of like a cross between Tim Henman and Brad Pitt but better looking than that sounds... And picking rosehips to make flavoured wine or something (probably watched last week's River Cottage Christmas show) - how cool (in a 'country-stylee') is that?.
Now I know I married and all so shouldn't pay attention to young, hunky men (he he he) but it seemed to be another sign - like a cosmic reward for finally getting out and running after all the fannying around!
So, I'm going to be running again tomorrow morning - fingers crossed that my mystery rosehip picker is out again!!! LOL
PS. He was rubbish at taking photos though - so you can blame him and the siling rain for the poor quality. And, as you can see, I was not exactly looking my best....hey ho
Saturday, 20 December 2008
Friday, 19 December 2008
Anyway, over the last couple of days I've reined it back in and have been much healthier. Modest brekkie, (homemade) soup for lunch and then sensible supper (and a few treats I'm afraid) in the evening. I've also made sure that I've been out every day for a decent walk however weak and feeble I feel. So, there's hope for me.
I've conceded that I'm pretty much off the packs now until after Christmas. I reckon if I had been in work this week I might have stuck them out for another few days but it was not to be. Still, this is all part of the process and I'm gearing up to start running again this weekend provided I feel physically able for it. I'm quite looking forward to doing some gentle jogs over the Christmas period just to get me back into the groove.
Anyway, I hope you are all lurgy free and looking forward to a great time over the Christmas period.
Sunday, 14 December 2008
Saturday, 13 December 2008
Going back to the "pattern" I mentioned above. That is, when I have a certain amount of sucess, fell better about myself, relax and start to stray from whatever regime I'm following and ultimately come off it early. Not going to happen. I've built flexibility into this regime for precisely that reason. I'm not on a route march to the finish here, I can take detours and slow down if necessary but I must always, in my heart of hearts, know that I'm still on the journey. And I do.
My behaviour has changed even thoug there are still things I don't like about my eating habits but I'm going to continue to celebrate the positives and try to avoid the negatives and I'm not going to hate myself if I fail once in a while.
Thursday, 11 December 2008
One good thing is that I played badminton for the first time in years yesterday and loved it. Unfortunately, I played with a colleague and thrashed him (well, gently and nicely but you know what blokes are like, especially young lads). I tried to be kind but there was no hiding that I was WAY better than him at badders! If I could find another partner or another couple to balance out the disparity that would be a good solution for at least one session of the missing exercise per week.
Wednesday, 10 December 2008
Sunday, 7 December 2008
Saturday, 6 December 2008
A random pony who caught my eye.
Thursday, 4 December 2008
And finally, some greedy guts goldfinches. I keep meaning to take some better bird shots as we have so many visitors and will try to do so when the sun in shining (if it ever shines again...).
- I didn't let my toast adventure lead to anything more and I substituted the toast for my evening packs.
- I have a class this evening and I have not once considered not going so obviously my commitment to the plan is still strong. In the past, when I've deviated and felt that I might not have a good loss, I've been tempted not to go to class and "have a really good week to catch up next week". Which, of course, doesn't happen and tends to be the start of the slippery slope off that particular diet! This time, I'm looking forward to my class in order to reinforce the plan and discuss why I went off plan yesterday. Maybe it's because this class leader is so much better than the last one?!
- I'm working from home today so no biscuits to tempt me and I'm feeling much more in control.
- I went to training this morning in the freezing slush and worked out really hard again so feel virtuous and nicely sore.
So, once again, blogging has turned my feelings of dissatisfaction into positives and kept me battling for another day. Phew.....
Tuesday, 2 December 2008
Monday, 1 December 2008
Sunday, 30 November 2008
We went to Castleton which is a lovely picturesque village a few miles from where I live. It was a really cold and frosty afternoon and the village is decked out with loads of Christmas Trees and lights for the tourists so it felt like it was the embodiment of the Christmassy spirit. Very nice just trotting round the little lanes and popping into the shops selling tourist stuff. But of course, after a hours or so of that, thoughts turn to the pub. So, mulled wine (although I managed to turn down the free mince pie!) followed by a winter warming meal and then more wine and assorted drinks. All this topped off by a birthday party complete with disco and much dancing!
I was quite restrained on the food selection, didn't visit the buffet at the birthday party and kept off the more fattening drinks but I was most definitely NOT on a diet yesterday.
Still, I had a great time and it was good to see my pals and have a lark around. I'm back on the wagon today so hopefuly it won't spoil my week too much. Just slow me down a bit.
Today has been good too. The hangover is not bad at all so we've been for a crisp and frosty walk with the dogs and, once the Londoners left to get back to the big bad city, I headed into the garden to do more tidying up and raking of the last leaves. Only an hour or so but I felt very virtuous. I have also potted up some herbs before they get killed by the frost so I have those on my window sill looking fresh and green and making the kitchen smell nice. Domestic Goddess or what!
I haven't made my Christmas cake yet though....marks off on the Goddess-O-Meter there....tut tut
Hope you've all had a great weekend and are going to have a good diet week too. Sending much love to Mrs L and her poor sick pets (and husband too!). I thinking of you sweets. xxx