Happy Mother’s Day to all of my lovely mum readers – I hope you’ve been suitably spoilt. And if not, just don’t make their breakfast tomorrow. Unfortunately, I didn’t get to see my eldest today as he had to go home, and Dexter … well, suffice to say I think he now knows that leaving me the washing up as a present didn’t go down too well. But there you go, that’s just what it’s like for me. I think as a single parent it’s hard for your kids to understand how important the little gestures are when there’s no-one at home to drive it home to them! But I’m more fortunate than a lot of women, so I count my blessings.
Here’s one of the few photos I have of Mum and I … and don’t, whatever you do, read my post from earlier in the week about Mother’s Day. At least not today.
I’ve been in London this weekend, as you may have seen over on Instagram, spending time with my new man-friend (yes, it’s still going can you believe it?!). We went on a Harry Potter bus tour #random, as a guest of Travelodge, review of that to come, but the weather was beautiful, the company wonderful and I came home floating on air. Sickening isn’t it?
This is my 64th update. Pretty much a year and three months, and I’m still doing what I need to do to get where I need to be, but bloody hell, it just feels so constant. I know I’m not going to wake up one morning and be a size ten, but I am having to work so damn hard for every pound I lose. I could make life easier for myself in one way by not eating a Five Guys burger washed down with a can of Red Stripe, but my life has to be about balance. I honestly don’t think I could get through a week of salmon salad and sugar-free squash without knowing I had a treat or four to look forward to at the weekend. So if that makes my weight loss slower, then that’s how it has to be. You have to work out what’s going to work best for you and I am all about having Saturday ‘off.’
This week has been incredibly stressful. I went for another job this week, a full-time one, as I was going to be able to do it from home, and the plan was I’d do it alongside my current job, which is only part-time. So I spent a lot of time prepping for that as it was an industry I knew nothing about, had a Skype interview one day, and managed to progress to the final interview, along with two other people. I was really proud of myself because at my age you start to think that people are going to judge you because you’re ‘well old,’ but I am convinced I could do any job I put my mind to. The lady who interviewed me, who’d be my boss, was half my age #awkward, but we did get on well and she said I offered something a little different. However, when it came to creating a presentation based on the product they sell, I started it and suddenly realised that I had zero enthusiasm for it. How could I market a product that bored me shitless? So I withdrew my application. It was/is a massive risk but I have to be true to myself and if there’s one thing I’ve learnt when it comes to work, you have to believe in what you do and enjoy it (as much as anyone can enjoy work!)
The agency were very understanding and then, as luck would have it, I managed to secure another freelance role that very same day! So I’m really excited to be working with a new company that I DO believe in, and will enjoy representing.
That was a very unnecessary and long-winded story, sorry, but my point was that stress affects people differently. For me, it has meant I’ve struggled to eat. Ha, at least until last night! And so my calorie intake went like this:
- Monday – 1229
- Tuesday – 1138
- Wednesday – 1139
- Thursday – 1739
- Friday – 2216 (made the decision about work)
- Saturday – 3164 (London shenanigans)
Total – 10,625 / 6 = 1770 per day
I think that’s quite interesting to see how little I ate when I was so stressed (and how much I ate when I was having a bloody ball!) It averaged out OK in the end, but I think if you’re stressed, you’re more likely to retain water/weight – pretty sure I read that somewhere.
Gym-wise – usual. Pretty much what I did last week. Getting stronger and fitter, trying to keep routines varied and interesting, to keep my body second guessing. I’ve cut down my cardio this week, just because I didn’t feel in the zone, but may go back to it next week. Tried doing high inclines on the treadmill instead, with was really good for my butt-ocks. You may have seen me do a quick Facebook Live video from my car mid-week, sat outside the gym, severely lacking in motivation. And cake. But you all gave me a much-needed kick up the derriere and I managed to squeeze a light session out at the gym … and then ate cake afterwards. (In my defence, it was a mere 250 calorie bun!)
I’ve also since bought some fake tan ….
I lost the grand total of … *drumroll* … 1/2lb. It’s OK, it’s something, it has meant I’m still not yo-yoing and I’m consistently losing weight, but it’s a bit annoying as I only need to lose 1lb to get my four stones! Never mind – next week. So a total weight loss of 3 stones and 13.5lbs!
I’m pleased with how my week went so I can’t ask for more than that really. I work hard all week and have wonderful weekends spent skipping through daisies holding hands (ha – not quite!), but it’s a lovely balanced life I have at the moment – long may it continue.
I know I occasionally mention it, but I still listen to my Slimpod every night and drift off to the soothing words of Trevor telling me that one day I’m going to look like Giselle Bundchen. (He doesn’t, but he is soothing.) If you want to know more, just click the link HERE.