I’m afraid to go to my meeting. There, I said it. I know I will have put on a pound or two and I don’t want that marked on my card. Because then I will have failed. I want to not go and work hard over the next week to sort it out, but I said that last week and I haven’t.
I’m not feeling very motivated today. D is away for most of the week at a work thing so I’m home alone with only the cat to watch me stuff my face. I’m determined to start sorting the house out while D is not there getting in the way as it will keep me busy and it really needs doing. Our house needs a thorough clean and there is loads of laundry to be done. Clothes in general need sorting out as half of mine need chucking anyway. There is also a fair amount of general rubbish and junk of mine that needs chucking and the kitchen is a disgrace, I’m astonished the cat hasn’t moved out.
I finally finished my motivational poster today, only about three weeks late! I had so many images I ended up making two. One is an activities poster which has a load of pictures from magazines that show girls biking, riding, skiing, climbing, running and anything else you can think of. In the centre of the poster is the tag line “A way of life...” which I really like. I laminated it and it is currently stuck up behind my laptop where I can see it all day. The second poster is more of a health and happiness one with pictures of girls on beaches in bikinis, yoga and there’s one really good picture of a girl on a bike with her legs stuck out and a big grin on her face looking really happy. I’ve laminated that but there isn’t any room in my office for it at the moment so I’m either going to make room or take it home.
I know why I’m feeling down and dozy and generally can’t be bothered today. I scoffed a curry takeaway last night and a load of chocolate, which has meant today I have nothing good in my body. All I’ve been able to face today is some water and a weightwatchers chocolate biscuit bar. But that’s about to change as it’s lunch time and my friend R has brought home made vegetable soup for us so I will give that a go and hopefully get something good inside so I can face the afternoon without wanting to go to sleep!
Monday, 22 March 2010
Wednesday, 17 March 2010
Too Much Inspiration!
So I finally got down to making my motivational poster and, having been a bit over zealous with the magazines and scissors, I now have enough pictures and slogans to make about 4 posters! I don’t do anything by half, me.
Have decided to take them home with me tonight and make a couple of posters, sticking the pictures into place with a glue stick and laminating them at work tomorrow. That way I can take my time deciding on my pictures without all of my work colleagues asking what I’m up to! Actually, the idea for personal motivational posters is totally work related and I’m not technically skiving. I work with children and families, and as part of that I sometimes do self-esteem work with children. Helping them to create their own personal motivational poster can be such a fun session to do, and laminating it so they can put it on their wall can be really good for focusing on positive aspirations.
Been feeling rubbish all day due to time of the month, although have been dealing with it pretty well. I needed chocolate so I bought a caramel Freddo (2 points) and a bag of buttons (4) points to have as snacks rather than having a chocolate munching binge that lasted all day. My work colleague, R, and I had D’s home made chilli for lunch, as it was my day to bring lunch. It was very filling and tastes yummy for 6.5 points which included a decent portion of rice. Due to being busy bees next week (we are out and about a lot in my job), R will provide lunch next Monday but I won’t be providing lunch until the following Monday as it’s the next time we will be in the office together. I have already decided what I’m bringing though, as I’m intending on converting her to the joys of sushi. I have promised her it’s not all raw fish so I’m going to try her on some (I don’t know what they are called!) little rice tubes with peppers or cucumbers in them, and some tuna mayo ones too. Also some large chunks of rice with a roasted red pepper attached. Yummy!
R has also been helping me come up with a plan for Friday as D and I will be travelling down to Wales. Normally it is a McDonalds on the way down but there’s no way I am doing that so I’m going to have to take some sort of packed lunch for in the car. Maybe sandwiches for D and sushi for me. Sushi really is an awesome food, as it’s high in protein and low in saturates, it’s filling and it’s tasty! I’m not a huge fish fan but I like tuna and I don’t mind king prawn things. D reckons you can put meat in them too so I might experiment.
Feeling a bit frustrated with myself about the lack of actual weight loss compared to what I wanted to have achieved by now. I’m still on track for losing a stone by my birthday which is better than nothing, but I had considered trying for 2 stone by my birthday. Feeling the need for some Just Dance action tonight if my period pains subside.
Have decided to take them home with me tonight and make a couple of posters, sticking the pictures into place with a glue stick and laminating them at work tomorrow. That way I can take my time deciding on my pictures without all of my work colleagues asking what I’m up to! Actually, the idea for personal motivational posters is totally work related and I’m not technically skiving. I work with children and families, and as part of that I sometimes do self-esteem work with children. Helping them to create their own personal motivational poster can be such a fun session to do, and laminating it so they can put it on their wall can be really good for focusing on positive aspirations.
Been feeling rubbish all day due to time of the month, although have been dealing with it pretty well. I needed chocolate so I bought a caramel Freddo (2 points) and a bag of buttons (4) points to have as snacks rather than having a chocolate munching binge that lasted all day. My work colleague, R, and I had D’s home made chilli for lunch, as it was my day to bring lunch. It was very filling and tastes yummy for 6.5 points which included a decent portion of rice. Due to being busy bees next week (we are out and about a lot in my job), R will provide lunch next Monday but I won’t be providing lunch until the following Monday as it’s the next time we will be in the office together. I have already decided what I’m bringing though, as I’m intending on converting her to the joys of sushi. I have promised her it’s not all raw fish so I’m going to try her on some (I don’t know what they are called!) little rice tubes with peppers or cucumbers in them, and some tuna mayo ones too. Also some large chunks of rice with a roasted red pepper attached. Yummy!
R has also been helping me come up with a plan for Friday as D and I will be travelling down to Wales. Normally it is a McDonalds on the way down but there’s no way I am doing that so I’m going to have to take some sort of packed lunch for in the car. Maybe sandwiches for D and sushi for me. Sushi really is an awesome food, as it’s high in protein and low in saturates, it’s filling and it’s tasty! I’m not a huge fish fan but I like tuna and I don’t mind king prawn things. D reckons you can put meat in them too so I might experiment.
Feeling a bit frustrated with myself about the lack of actual weight loss compared to what I wanted to have achieved by now. I’m still on track for losing a stone by my birthday which is better than nothing, but I had considered trying for 2 stone by my birthday. Feeling the need for some Just Dance action tonight if my period pains subside.
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
Temper Tantrums and Damage Limitation
Well, this blog looks like it’s becoming a weekly habit rather than a daily habit, as I’d hoped. I’m starting to develop a pattern of being good during the week, and by good I mean angelic. I stick to my points, I have a routine, I exercise (yes, me, I exercise) and I really think about what I’m doing. Then the weekend hits and I snap back into being the person I don’t want to be. Partly because there’s no routine, something new happens every weekend and I just don’t prepare for it. I make bad choices, like binging on McDonalds on Saturday AND Sunday, as well as eating normal meals. I hate having to write that down.
I’m still feeling positive in general, as I know I’m making progress with changing how I think about food. My colleague at work brought lunch in on Monday for both of us, as planned. She made tuna pasta mayo with salad and it was yummy. It’s not the kind of thing I usually bring even though I like it because I can never be bothered. It’s my turn tomorrow and I’m a bit stuck for ideas. I think it will be a chilli if I can’t think of anything else but I’ll see what I can come up with tonight.
Last week I had a really stressful day at work and was late coming home and D had too. So we decided to rent a DVD and cuddle up on the couch, and we had meatballs and spaghetti for dinner that we had bought the day before which D was going to cook. But after we got the DVD, I started on about getting a takeaway. D stood strong and refused to let me get one. I bargained, I argued, I pleaded, I nearly cried. He said no. I sulked, I stropped and pouted. We drove home. He talked some sense into me, I calmed down and apologised and thanked him. I then did 45 minutes on Wii Just Dance, we ate meatballs and spaghetti and watched the film.
Normally, D would have caved in and we would have got takeaway, I would have eaten too much rubbish food, especially considering our local takeaways are not that great, and I would have regretted it. D stood firm and we talked it through, and I did exercise in order to try and improve my mood. I felt so much better afterwards and we had a lovely evening. It really made me think about my relationship with food and when I eat badly and why. Generally it is due to stress or boredom. Two binges on McDonalds food on the weekend when I’m visiting my family is no coincidence.
But this has bigger consequences than just blowing my diet for the week, it also means I then don’t go to my meeting because I can’t bear to have it marked on my card that I have gained. So I seem to be going to meetings every other week which is bad because I could do with the support. What’s needed is a real push this week to get my weekend act together. I’ll be faced with big challenges this weekend as we are going to visit D’s father in Wales whose hobby seems to be cooking delicious roast dinner meals and feeding me up. His meals are enormous portions and there’s always chocolate and biscuits on offer. So, my plan of action is to save points throughout the week, exercise my ass off and try and limit the damage at the weekend. This means getting D on side to help restrain his father with portions as it’s not unhealthy food, just vast quantities of it. I could tell his father I’ve got a tummy bug and I’m not eating very much, which is another damage limitation option.
At the end of the day though, if it takes me twice as long to lose the weight, then that is what it will take. Weight coming off slowly is better than weight going on. But I am impatient!
I’m still feeling positive in general, as I know I’m making progress with changing how I think about food. My colleague at work brought lunch in on Monday for both of us, as planned. She made tuna pasta mayo with salad and it was yummy. It’s not the kind of thing I usually bring even though I like it because I can never be bothered. It’s my turn tomorrow and I’m a bit stuck for ideas. I think it will be a chilli if I can’t think of anything else but I’ll see what I can come up with tonight.
Last week I had a really stressful day at work and was late coming home and D had too. So we decided to rent a DVD and cuddle up on the couch, and we had meatballs and spaghetti for dinner that we had bought the day before which D was going to cook. But after we got the DVD, I started on about getting a takeaway. D stood strong and refused to let me get one. I bargained, I argued, I pleaded, I nearly cried. He said no. I sulked, I stropped and pouted. We drove home. He talked some sense into me, I calmed down and apologised and thanked him. I then did 45 minutes on Wii Just Dance, we ate meatballs and spaghetti and watched the film.
Normally, D would have caved in and we would have got takeaway, I would have eaten too much rubbish food, especially considering our local takeaways are not that great, and I would have regretted it. D stood firm and we talked it through, and I did exercise in order to try and improve my mood. I felt so much better afterwards and we had a lovely evening. It really made me think about my relationship with food and when I eat badly and why. Generally it is due to stress or boredom. Two binges on McDonalds food on the weekend when I’m visiting my family is no coincidence.
But this has bigger consequences than just blowing my diet for the week, it also means I then don’t go to my meeting because I can’t bear to have it marked on my card that I have gained. So I seem to be going to meetings every other week which is bad because I could do with the support. What’s needed is a real push this week to get my weekend act together. I’ll be faced with big challenges this weekend as we are going to visit D’s father in Wales whose hobby seems to be cooking delicious roast dinner meals and feeding me up. His meals are enormous portions and there’s always chocolate and biscuits on offer. So, my plan of action is to save points throughout the week, exercise my ass off and try and limit the damage at the weekend. This means getting D on side to help restrain his father with portions as it’s not unhealthy food, just vast quantities of it. I could tell his father I’ve got a tummy bug and I’m not eating very much, which is another damage limitation option.
At the end of the day though, if it takes me twice as long to lose the weight, then that is what it will take. Weight coming off slowly is better than weight going on. But I am impatient!
Tuesday, 9 March 2010
Rations and Aspirations
You know what I just figured out? If I eat a portion of home made soup for lunch, I feel the need to pig out before and after rather than saving the points. Well, not pig out as such but definitely eat more than I would normally. Like today for example, I had my usual nutri grain bar on the way to work for first breakfast (yes I am like a hobbit and feel the need to have multiple meals!) at 6.30am and then when I got to work about an hour later I had a banana sandwich on brown bread. D had mentioned this is a really good energy boost and I was feeling like I needed it. So, after much coffee I had my soup about half twelve and then had a crème egg as a bit of a treat with more coffee mid afternoon. So with the sandwich and the egg, I’ve eaten what I would have saved by having my soup instead of a ready meal. Although it’s not too bad now I look at it. It’s just that I have pointed my main meal already and know I don’t have enough for a pudding. I like my puddings!
It’s interesting about learning to just have treats with things like chocolate instead of just stuffing my face everyday with it. I’ve had to stop having chocolate in the house because I can’t have just one. Buying the odd crème egg gets me through the chocolate shortage and I really am learning to savour it. I think part of me will always see it as a deprivation though.
I spent some time cutting out pictures of girls being active in magazines last night, much to the amusement of D who thinks any motivational tool is daft. But honestly, I need something to stare at all day beside the computer screen and the blue divider wall that I hide behind. I really do need to focus on the reasons why I want to lose weight. It’s not just the vanity of looking good and wearing nice clothes, although that is certainly part of it. Mostly it’s about changing my lifestyle. I can’t stand it when you hear about people who drop like 9 stone and then put it all back on again. I feel really sorry for them for going through all that hard work but not really learning the most important thing. You have to change your lifestyle for life, not just while you diet. I want my lifestyle to be totally different, no more sitting on the couch all weekend. I want to be out horse riding as soon as I’m lighter and fit enough to be able to, I’m going to be so happy when that happens. I can’t even imagine it. I want to be out biking and rock climbing and proving to D I’ve got the guts and willpower to do what he does. I want to be taking part in fell races and getting covered in mud, and quad biking and running marathons. I want to be sailing and kayaking and hang gliding. I want to be skiing and snowboarding and travelling the world to do sports like surfing and windsurfing off sandy beaches in clear blue water.
That’s why I need a motivational poster of people doing these things, because I can’t imagine myself doing them. I don’t want to change who I am, because I like me, I just want to change what I do with my life.
It’s interesting about learning to just have treats with things like chocolate instead of just stuffing my face everyday with it. I’ve had to stop having chocolate in the house because I can’t have just one. Buying the odd crème egg gets me through the chocolate shortage and I really am learning to savour it. I think part of me will always see it as a deprivation though.
I spent some time cutting out pictures of girls being active in magazines last night, much to the amusement of D who thinks any motivational tool is daft. But honestly, I need something to stare at all day beside the computer screen and the blue divider wall that I hide behind. I really do need to focus on the reasons why I want to lose weight. It’s not just the vanity of looking good and wearing nice clothes, although that is certainly part of it. Mostly it’s about changing my lifestyle. I can’t stand it when you hear about people who drop like 9 stone and then put it all back on again. I feel really sorry for them for going through all that hard work but not really learning the most important thing. You have to change your lifestyle for life, not just while you diet. I want my lifestyle to be totally different, no more sitting on the couch all weekend. I want to be out horse riding as soon as I’m lighter and fit enough to be able to, I’m going to be so happy when that happens. I can’t even imagine it. I want to be out biking and rock climbing and proving to D I’ve got the guts and willpower to do what he does. I want to be taking part in fell races and getting covered in mud, and quad biking and running marathons. I want to be sailing and kayaking and hang gliding. I want to be skiing and snowboarding and travelling the world to do sports like surfing and windsurfing off sandy beaches in clear blue water.
That’s why I need a motivational poster of people doing these things, because I can’t imagine myself doing them. I don’t want to change who I am, because I like me, I just want to change what I do with my life.
Monday, 8 March 2010
Third Weigh In
OK so technically it’s only my second as I didn’t go last week. I lost half a pound. Mostly in clothing as I swapped my jeans for thin trousers and swapped my jumper for a T-shirt but I’m still pleased. I did admit to the Leader that I’d not been very good over the past couple of weeks but what with eating out a lot, buffet lunches at work and going to York for the weekend, I’ve felt a little out of control with food. Still, the parsnip soup and Wii Fit seem to be having a balancing effect. The soup! I made parsnip soup from a Weightwatcher’s recipe (will post it at the end) and it was so easy and so yummy. I have a real soft spot for parsnips and the soup was a great success. Everyone at work was impressed by the home made part too!
I bullied one of my colleagues at work today about Weightwatchers as she’s been on it for a while but lost motivation. She was impressed by the one point per serving soup that tasted lovely so I’m making her bring something low in points in for lunch on Monday and I’ll return the favour on Wednesday. She’s really taken with the idea of making a motivational poster and has set me the target of doing it for Thursday. It would be nice if she got back on track with the plan, as it helps having some support in an office where I have to cope with people bringing in a tray of scones or boxes of biscuits, not to mention the chocolates and sweets!
So that’s 8 pounds all together. It’s not too bad considering that is three week’s worth of dieting so that’s two and a bit pounds of weight loss per week. Not too bad at all. Really do have to kick myself in the behind now though as there’s no more eating out for a while to get myself back into a routine. It’s not like I really need to eat out as we eat pretty well at home most of the time. Sometimes it’s chilli and rice or spaghetti and meatballs. Tonight was a roast chicken dinner with Yorkshire puddings and roast potatoes and mountains of vegetables. And I’m about to tuck into a small but yummy sticky toffee pudding with custard. No, it’s not such a bad diet after all!
Parsnip Soup
You need:
500g parsnips
low fat cooking spray
1 teaspoon of ground cumin
1 teaspoon of garam masala
salt and freshly ground pepper
1 litre vegetable stock
Peel and chop up the parsnips. Heat up a large saucepan with the low fat cooking spray. Add the parsnips and the spices. Stir fry for a minute or so. Add the vegetable stock, bring to the boil, cover and simmer for 10 minutes or until the parsnips are tender. Remove from the heat and liquidise or blend with a hand held blender. Return the soup to the pan and warm through.
If you prefer a spicier soup, add half a teaspoon of chilli powder when you add the other spices.
This makes 4 servings and is 1 point per serving. It's also a free food on the core plan. The recipe is from the Cook! WeightWatchers book, and it's so yummy :)
I bullied one of my colleagues at work today about Weightwatchers as she’s been on it for a while but lost motivation. She was impressed by the one point per serving soup that tasted lovely so I’m making her bring something low in points in for lunch on Monday and I’ll return the favour on Wednesday. She’s really taken with the idea of making a motivational poster and has set me the target of doing it for Thursday. It would be nice if she got back on track with the plan, as it helps having some support in an office where I have to cope with people bringing in a tray of scones or boxes of biscuits, not to mention the chocolates and sweets!
So that’s 8 pounds all together. It’s not too bad considering that is three week’s worth of dieting so that’s two and a bit pounds of weight loss per week. Not too bad at all. Really do have to kick myself in the behind now though as there’s no more eating out for a while to get myself back into a routine. It’s not like I really need to eat out as we eat pretty well at home most of the time. Sometimes it’s chilli and rice or spaghetti and meatballs. Tonight was a roast chicken dinner with Yorkshire puddings and roast potatoes and mountains of vegetables. And I’m about to tuck into a small but yummy sticky toffee pudding with custard. No, it’s not such a bad diet after all!
Parsnip Soup
You need:
500g parsnips
low fat cooking spray
1 teaspoon of ground cumin
1 teaspoon of garam masala
salt and freshly ground pepper
1 litre vegetable stock
Peel and chop up the parsnips. Heat up a large saucepan with the low fat cooking spray. Add the parsnips and the spices. Stir fry for a minute or so. Add the vegetable stock, bring to the boil, cover and simmer for 10 minutes or until the parsnips are tender. Remove from the heat and liquidise or blend with a hand held blender. Return the soup to the pan and warm through.
If you prefer a spicier soup, add half a teaspoon of chilli powder when you add the other spices.
This makes 4 servings and is 1 point per serving. It's also a free food on the core plan. The recipe is from the Cook! WeightWatchers book, and it's so yummy :)
Sunday, 7 March 2010
Pumping up the Jam
I’ve been on Just Dance on the Wii Fit twice this week after buying it last week. It’s so much fun! The first time I was on for half an hour and yesterday I went on for 45 minutes, really working up a healthy sweat and bouncing about the living room like a girl possessed. So far my favourite songs are Pump up the Jam and You Can’t Touch This because it’s quite fast paced and involves lots of opportunities for jumping and dancing in ways that should only ever happen in my living room! D was fairly impressed and kept popping in and out to watch me act like a crazy person, doing his own variation of dancing that, again, should only happen in our living room so nobody else has to endure it.
Food wise, I’ve been trying to be good and stick to the plan, although it really throws me when we go out for a meal or I have to eat out at work. I’m much happier when it’s a normal week and I stick to my regular routine. I’m feeling a little anxious about the weigh in on Monday but I definitely have to go and get weighed as I missed last week due to over indulgences at the York weekend away.
I’ve been feeling a bit sensitive about my weight, especially on weekends as I just feel like I’m missing out on doing the things I want to do. I’m so sick of sitting at home and not having the motivation to do anything but watch TV or play on the computer. I’m not even doing any housework or anything but what I really want to be doing is getting out in the sunshine and enjoying myself. It’s starting to get sunnier and warming up, and as I type this, I’m sat on the couch while D has gone out for the day on his mountain bike. I’m supposed to be going to the shops to do the food shop later but I’m feeling like I just want to sit here.
So, feeling a bit up and down at the moment. Will get my behind off the couch at some point today to do the shopping and then at least I’m up and about. Looked through all the Weight Watchers recipe books that we have this morning, and there are loads of recipes I want to try out especially the soups. I get the feeling the soups could come in useful for next week if I need to kick up the weight loss a notch.
Food wise, I’ve been trying to be good and stick to the plan, although it really throws me when we go out for a meal or I have to eat out at work. I’m much happier when it’s a normal week and I stick to my regular routine. I’m feeling a little anxious about the weigh in on Monday but I definitely have to go and get weighed as I missed last week due to over indulgences at the York weekend away.
I’ve been feeling a bit sensitive about my weight, especially on weekends as I just feel like I’m missing out on doing the things I want to do. I’m so sick of sitting at home and not having the motivation to do anything but watch TV or play on the computer. I’m not even doing any housework or anything but what I really want to be doing is getting out in the sunshine and enjoying myself. It’s starting to get sunnier and warming up, and as I type this, I’m sat on the couch while D has gone out for the day on his mountain bike. I’m supposed to be going to the shops to do the food shop later but I’m feeling like I just want to sit here.
So, feeling a bit up and down at the moment. Will get my behind off the couch at some point today to do the shopping and then at least I’m up and about. Looked through all the Weight Watchers recipe books that we have this morning, and there are loads of recipes I want to try out especially the soups. I get the feeling the soups could come in useful for next week if I need to kick up the weight loss a notch.
Monday, 1 March 2010
Up The Tower
Well, the whole journal thing isn’t going very well is it?
To be fair, I’ve had a mad busy few days. Last week was full of boyfriend trouble with me having to make it very clear that I need his support and him forgetting I had a counselling session was not the way forward. Luckily things calmed down before the weekend and we were able to enjoy ourselves with a trip to York.
Had such a brilliant weekend and spent most of it feeling soppy. We did the tourist thing and visited several of the museums and historical sites, and had loads of fun looking around all the interesting shops and even the haunted house. My knees really ache now from all the walking and my feet are so sore, mainly due to the vanity of wearing my lovely Ugg boots on the Friday night which don’t fit my feet at all and caused major pain all night, and for the rest of the weekend even though by Saturday I had swapped them for my trusty trainers.
The only bad part of the weekend was going up York Minster tower which is something like 300 steps to the top. I should have paid attention to all the health warnings and “physically demanding” signs warning the ill and unhealthy people to steer clear. But I didn’t. I went up it, slightly nervous but confident I would be fine. I was not fine. The steps were the ones that spiral in a steep and cramped manner, that just seem to go on forever. The tower is really high and it just didn’t occur to me it would be so continual, I assumed there would be flat walk breaks but there was only one or two. I was in a group with D and several fit people who practically ran up it, apart from the ones stuck behind me of course, who had to go at my slower pace. The main problem was that you just couldn’t tell how far up you were or how far you had to go. After what seemed like an age, my calves stopped working and my arms ached from having to haul my ass up the stairs using the railing. I had to stop and let two of the people behind me squeeze past. It was not easy though as the width of the stairs was about shoulder width so it was really embarrassing and I was mortified enough to carry on climbing the stairs rather than let anyone else have to squeeze past me. A bit further up was a gap where the windows were, making a kind of seat in the wall, so I sat in there and let the others past. While I was sat there I had a mini strop at D because I was feeling so useless and nearly started crying in a pathetic panic kind of way because I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, turning around not being an option in case more people were on the way up. D calmed me down and talked me into going up again after a bit of a rest, and we were actually quite close to the top at that point. I collapsed into a chair at the top and sorted myself out, feeling like my chest was going to explode and looking a bit like a tomato, all round and red. It was pretty tough going down too, as my knees were struggling at this point and threatening to collapse as a protest. It was worth it though for the views and slight smugness of accomplishment that I actually did it and didn’t give up. I’m pretty stubborn about things like that.
Food wise, the diet was abandoned for the weekend due to the excellence of the cream teas and puddings that were on offer. I’ll not go into details but it was worth it. It’s not often we go for a weekend break and I’m glad I decided to enjoy myself. The only thing is, according to the scales this morning, I’ve gained a few pounds and I don’t want to go to the WW meeting tonight for that to be marked on my card. So my plan is straight back on the plan today and be angelic for the next week, and do quite a bit on the Wii Fit before next Monday. I’m back at work and feeling focused again on the plan and what I’m wanting to achieve. I said to D that it would be interesting to go back to York Minster in a year and see how I manage with the tower steps in comparison to yesterday.
To be fair, I’ve had a mad busy few days. Last week was full of boyfriend trouble with me having to make it very clear that I need his support and him forgetting I had a counselling session was not the way forward. Luckily things calmed down before the weekend and we were able to enjoy ourselves with a trip to York.
Had such a brilliant weekend and spent most of it feeling soppy. We did the tourist thing and visited several of the museums and historical sites, and had loads of fun looking around all the interesting shops and even the haunted house. My knees really ache now from all the walking and my feet are so sore, mainly due to the vanity of wearing my lovely Ugg boots on the Friday night which don’t fit my feet at all and caused major pain all night, and for the rest of the weekend even though by Saturday I had swapped them for my trusty trainers.
The only bad part of the weekend was going up York Minster tower which is something like 300 steps to the top. I should have paid attention to all the health warnings and “physically demanding” signs warning the ill and unhealthy people to steer clear. But I didn’t. I went up it, slightly nervous but confident I would be fine. I was not fine. The steps were the ones that spiral in a steep and cramped manner, that just seem to go on forever. The tower is really high and it just didn’t occur to me it would be so continual, I assumed there would be flat walk breaks but there was only one or two. I was in a group with D and several fit people who practically ran up it, apart from the ones stuck behind me of course, who had to go at my slower pace. The main problem was that you just couldn’t tell how far up you were or how far you had to go. After what seemed like an age, my calves stopped working and my arms ached from having to haul my ass up the stairs using the railing. I had to stop and let two of the people behind me squeeze past. It was not easy though as the width of the stairs was about shoulder width so it was really embarrassing and I was mortified enough to carry on climbing the stairs rather than let anyone else have to squeeze past me. A bit further up was a gap where the windows were, making a kind of seat in the wall, so I sat in there and let the others past. While I was sat there I had a mini strop at D because I was feeling so useless and nearly started crying in a pathetic panic kind of way because I wasn’t sure what I was going to do, turning around not being an option in case more people were on the way up. D calmed me down and talked me into going up again after a bit of a rest, and we were actually quite close to the top at that point. I collapsed into a chair at the top and sorted myself out, feeling like my chest was going to explode and looking a bit like a tomato, all round and red. It was pretty tough going down too, as my knees were struggling at this point and threatening to collapse as a protest. It was worth it though for the views and slight smugness of accomplishment that I actually did it and didn’t give up. I’m pretty stubborn about things like that.
Food wise, the diet was abandoned for the weekend due to the excellence of the cream teas and puddings that were on offer. I’ll not go into details but it was worth it. It’s not often we go for a weekend break and I’m glad I decided to enjoy myself. The only thing is, according to the scales this morning, I’ve gained a few pounds and I don’t want to go to the WW meeting tonight for that to be marked on my card. So my plan is straight back on the plan today and be angelic for the next week, and do quite a bit on the Wii Fit before next Monday. I’m back at work and feeling focused again on the plan and what I’m wanting to achieve. I said to D that it would be interesting to go back to York Minster in a year and see how I manage with the tower steps in comparison to yesterday.
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