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84 Miles Later

blog picI have been obsessed with weighing myself this week despite my scales being broken.
But I thought I was on top of things this week, don’t get me wrong I’m still tired, but what’s different now is I’m used to the night feeds and the early starts. Well that’s what I thought until I checked my diary and realised that once again I had double booked my doctor’s appointment with my baby group. I’m seriously not having much luck with my dates at the moment!
But this week we opted to keep our appointment at the doctor’s and miss half of group. I have noticed without a car, situations like this seem much more stressful than what they are, but I’m not deterred from walking, Despite the cold and it has been cold!
I could put this second mishap down to the tiredness but as well as being tired I’ve not been able to stop thinking about weigh in or should I say not being able to weigh in, pretty sad really! So even though the scales stopped working at the beginning of the week I couldn’t help but try them again and guess what? They actually worked, I couldn’t believe it, especially as they showed a 3lbs weight loss. Which means I’ve now lost 12lbs since child-birth and 6 lbs since I begun the 12 month challenge!
This really makes it worth it, now that I’m seeing some results from all the miles I’m walking.
But really I’m not sure if the scales are still broken after the weekend I had, I am seriously gobsmacked!
So now starts a new battle, the battle of the weekend indulgence. I have to get my head straight and stop making allowances. By rewarding myself at every opportunity, but I’m still not ready to diet. However if I’m honest I could eat healthier, so that’s what I intend to do, next week! Seeing this weight-loss has prompted me to make more changes and be honest about my eating habits.
So I’ve started doing a spin class that I found on YouTube, I only have a regular exercise bike but it feels good to be doing something other than walking, I know my real struggle is the weekend so that’s where I’m going to start and concentrate my efforts. I’m going to try to cut out takeaways and sweet treats and start to eat healthier meals. Even though I’m going to watch what I’m eating I’m not going to label this as a diet, being on a diet is too restricting and if I want to feed my baby I have to eat. I’ve just got to be sensible about what I do eat and make those calories count and most importantly remember that fat is not my friend!
I thought giving up my car would be the hardest part of this challenge but so far I’m finding walking the easiest part of this journey, now my battles with FOOD! Follow my blog with Bloglovin

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Life is no life without cheesecake

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Life without cheesecake….Nah
The last few weeks has been a struggle and I have battled with my love for greasy, fatty and sugary foods. But I have come to realise that I can’t and I won’t live without cheesecake, it’s not realistic to me and it is definitely a staple part of my diet.
There are hundreds of different cheesecakes, you name one and I may not have had it but I sure as hell want it! I have always loved cheesecake and always will and I won’t give it up! So there!
So what am I going to do to counteract my childish and self-destructive behaviour?  Well that is the question isn’t it? I’ve got to do something and I mean literally, so this is what I’m going to do and I will call it the cheesecake rule!
For every serving of cheesecake I have I will complete one 30 minute spin class session on top of what I usually do. Now this does seem a little  implausible due to the time factor, so I will either have to get up earlier or neglect the cleaning one afternoon. What a shame!! I think I know which one I’ll be doing and it gives me more of a reason to eat cheesecake!
But if this doesn’t work than I may have to look into low-fat alternatives, because as serious as I am about shifting these pounds, my life can not live without the creamy sweet dessert, cheesecake!  
So if you can help by recommending any recipes that have been tried and tested and are as yummy as their full fat sugary counterpart than I will be eternally grateful!

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To Takeaway or Not

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Friday’s in my house historically is a takeaway night, Wether it’s burgers, pizza’s or fried chicken, you name it we have it. And even sometimes we eat out on a Saturday, but as we eat well 75% of the time these two cheat days of the week are OK, aren’t they? Mmmm then why do I feel so bad! Because this past weekend was no different, I made no changes and indulged when deep down I knew it wasn’t what I should be doing. But this is when the choices I make impact on the others in my life. If I don’t have that takeaway than my husband feels he can’t have it and is missing out. It’s also about breaking habits and routines and most importantly taste and cravings. That’s a lot to conquer and I won’t lie I’m gonna find it hard, but I knew this path wasn’t going to be easy. For once I’m not looking forward to the weekend and that is a first!
So after another disastrous indulgent weekend (Watch me rant here)I decided not to weigh myself this week, otherwise I’d just be setting myself up for failure. I’m just sulking, I guess, but it didn’t last long, the more I thought about it the more I just had to know, good or bad!
But ironically when I finally built myself up to stand on the emotional roulette weighing device, fate dealt me a cruel twist…..the scales didn’t  work. All that fretting for nothing, typical!
So I was back where I started but with no choice but to get on with my day, so why couldn’t I stop thinking about it? I needed to know! The not knowing is doing my head in. People always say it’s not about how much you weigh but it’s about how you feel and look. Well I feel bad and look frumpy so bring on the scales, because in my head I need the scales to confirm this as crazy as that sounds. Will I ever be free from them?