I haven’t written for a while; sorry about that.
Life has been totally hectic. Work has been sooo busy and very stressful. I worked an extra day last week and will be also working an extra day this week for one of my colleagues so that she can do two of my days at the end of term before we go on holiday.
I’m really looking forward to the holiday. Five weeks and counting!
But on the other hand…. only five weeks, aaaggghhh! How am I going to lose the weight by then?
This fast diet is good but I think I’m still eating too much on my non-fast days.
I’m in that kind of “why bother, why make myself miserable” mood at the moment. I love food – why can’t I just enjoy it??? Why is all the yummiest food also the food which is bad for you?? I haven’t heard of anyone who became ill from eating too much broccoli – I suppose if I did a Google search I’d be bound to find one or two “mad” people who adore broccoli and eat loads of it – but there are hoards of us chocoholics out there!
I’m so grateful for my lovely hubby. We were at Run Club last week and I said to him that I would quite like to end up being the shape of the girl in the purple top, or maybe the one in the light blue top. He said that he loves me being Lizzie shape. So sweet. I know how he feels because I love him exactly as he is and I expect (as with everyone) there are some things he would change given the choice. I just wish I could love myself this shape! I hate having the extra roll below my bra line which my arms rest on. And the (larger) roll below that. And the swingy arms. And the podgy thighs and way bigger than average calves – I can’t buy normal wellies (lol, that auto-corrected to say willies!!) because they are too tight.
My fast day yesterday went well, with a smoothie for breakfast and a wrap-based pizza for tea. I still find the time between eating tea and going to bed the hardest, temptation-wise, but as I was out for most of the evening it wasn’t too bad.
We’ll be at Run Club tonight all being well and tomorrow my daughters and I are running our local Race for Life. I did it last year with my youngest daughter for the first time and we really enjoyed the atmosphere and sense of achievement when we completed it. This year I’ll be running for a friend who, at only 34, moved into St Catherine’s Hospice this week and in memory of another friend who died a few months ago following a long battle with breast cancer.
I’ve decided to weigh myself on a Thursday morning rather than a Tuesday morning. That way it is after my second fast day of the week and hopefully will show a better result! If I get a chance I will do a blog update on Friday or over the weekend with my (hopefully new and improved) measurements.
Well I think that’s it for now. Perhaps I’ll be in a more positive mood the next time I blog!