I can’t believe I’ve managed to stick to this whole Slimming World malarkey for a full seven weeks, but praise the Quark Lord I have. I don’t know if you are like me, but I probably dabbled with every diet going, losing a little bit and then putting it all back on, plus another stone for good measure. You do that a few times and before you know it, you’re a size 20, pushing a 22, like I was. I know its early days, but there is definitely a lot to be said for this SW plan being more of a lifestyle change than a diet.
I’m clearly proof that diets never work.
Onto how my week went.
I was a bit worried because it has been half term and that usually means going out for treats, lunches and dinners, not feeling like I have to cook and generally just eating a lot of rubbish. But the good thing about having a tween is that he is quite content to stay at home and talk to his mates via the medium of headphones. AKA, not do a lot. It’s a double-edged sword though because I would much rather he was actually out and about, but he gets a lot of exercise when he’s at school, and he plays football every weekend, so I’m not too worried that he’s had a week just vegging.
I’ve also just lost my job. Not exactly lost, but my contract has come to an end. It was out of the blue and the stress of something like this happening normally sends me into a spiral of Milky Bars and Hobnobs.
Oh, and it was also my lovely Dad’s 75th birthday this week and because he is housebound at the moment (through illness), we all went round to see him to celebrate his birthday with a big Chinese and a chocolate Flake cake.
This is real life. Full of temptations, celebrations, disappointments and stresses. And I’m an emotional eater. I find comfort and solace in food. Is it because there is no-one to comfort me at home? I don’t think so. I’ve always had a tendency to turn to food when I’m feeling … well, when I’m feeling anything really. I can’t blame the fact I’m single on my weight.
So this week has put a whole host of obstacles in my way and I’m very proud of myself that I have made some really good choices:
- I ate the Chinese food round Dad’s house, but stopped before I felt full.
- I dished out the chocolate cake to everybody, but decided not to have a slice myself.
- I went to the cinema with my best friend, but took a bag of skinny popcorn and an apple.
- My son wanted KFC as a Friday night treat, which I got for him, but came home and made salmon salad for my own dinner.
So I’m no angel, and I am allowing myself treats if I really really want them (like the Chinese food), but it’s mad to think that I just used to say yes to everything before. Before, I would have had the KFC, the Chinese food AND the chocolate cake. And to top it off, I would eat a big bar of Galaxy of an evening if I was bored. Or I’d think nothing about going round the corner to get a takeaway because I couldn’t be bothered to cook.
I realise none of this paints me in a good light, but if I’m going to write about my ‘journey’ (still hate that word), it’s imperative I’m honest about the things I used to do, as well as the things I do now. I need to be honest with you, but more importantly, I need to be honest with myself, so that I can understand how I got to where I was.
I was talking to my eldest son, who is 21, this week and said that I’m pretty sure I have an addictive personality. Yet again this week, I have had salmon for dinner three times. I do this. I will eat something because I really like it, until I get bored, and then I move onto the next thing. Unfortunately, I think he has picked up that trait too! So as much as my boys take the mickey out of me for eating fish all the time, and moaning that the house permanently smells of salmon (it really doesn’t), I don’t care. It’s better than eating chocolate and chips every day.
My point is, look at this photo and times it by three and that’s most of my meals for the week:
I did have a lovely Chinese meal but it wouldn’t be fair to show you a picture of that!
One lunchtime I was particularly hungry, so threw this concoction together – half a pack of microwave rice, mushrooms, onions and leftover roast chicken. It was a little dry, but pretty tasty if I say so myself:
I also did some more experimenting in the kitchen and made this Slimming World Raspberry Roulade. It’s between ½ syn and 2.5 syns FOR THE WHOLE CAKE and I’ve just typed up the recipe and made a video for you. Personally, I find it easier to follow and understand recipes better if there are photos and/or a video to watch. The recipe for this should be on the blog tomorrow, but it was really tasty.
Breakfasts are still normally a variation of this – a burnt dry-up:
However, I have also had banana pancakes with a small dollop of chocolate spread and a sliced fresh banana with it:
Things I’ve Noticed
I’ve been wearing a pair of size 18 jeans for a while because I’ll be honest, there is a fair bit of lycra in them! And even though they were getting tight around the waist two months ago, I could still squeeze into them. Lately, however, I’ve noticed that they are feeling really baggy at the back of my legs and if I were to buy this type of jeans again, I would go down a dress size to a 16. A 16!! But they are super stretchy.
Remember I said I had Chinese for my Dad’s birthday? I had a small bottle of Budweiser as well and the next day I felt really awful. I felt like I had a really bad hangover, I was really bloated and I had to take to lots of super strong headache tablets before it was even lunchtime. Isn’t that weird though? Not that my body is a temple, but I have clearly cut out most processed food and alcohol but as soon as I dabble back into the murky waters of takeaways and beer, I feel rubbish.
Last week I put 1lb on after my foodie weekend to Bologna, and I was pretty confident that I would be able to take that pound off this week.
Well I did … and another 3lbs with it!
4lbs in total this week. 1 stone 8lbs in total.
I’m pretty surprised it’s that much but I think what I’ve realised is that if I make consistently good choices, they all add up over the week and invariably it will deliver a loss. I never feel hungry. I’m still eating all of my syns at night, in bed, which is something I have been a little wary of. I wasn’t sure whether that was a good thing to do or not, but it’s just when my sweet tooth kicks in, so I’m just going to continue to do that.
I’ve cut my head off because my son took this photo at a particularly unflattering angle … and no-one needs to see that.
It would be amazing if I lost 4lbs every week but I think our bodies fluctuate so much that that’s not really feasible. I remain positive but realistic about my weight loss. Think tortoise and the hare!
Have a great week everyone, and don’t forget to look out for the Raspberry Roulade recipe!