Thank you to everyone who commented on last Sunday’s blog post. You were all so kind, and you all said you’d like me to carry on writing these updates. So here we are again!
But it’s Christmas, and we’re all busy/raiding the drinks cabinet, so I’ll keep it short(ish).
Mixed week, AGAIN. Jeez. I wish I was one of these women that could be on point diet and exercise wise ALL week. I’m clearly not. I start out well, I’m motivated and understand the importance of starting out on a Monday as I mean to go on, except … meh. I just didn’t feel like it. I was good Monday-Wednesday, but have decided I definitely can’t carry on with Zumba because OUCH. But I’m really enjoying the gym, and had planned to go with my friend Sarah on the Thursday, but I was bed-ridden all day with a migraine. Nothing touched it. Not my lovely special pills (the ones I save for hardcore headaches), nor 2 Nana naps – so the whole day was a write-off.
And then I came on the next morning and realised that was the reason I felt so shit the day before. But it seems that as I get older, I suffer more with PMT, but in weird ways, like all-day migraines. And then I don’t have a proper period, just feel rank for five days. Nice work Mother Nature.
Anyway, Friday and Saturday were bleurgh days – takeway kebab both days, classy, and no gym. However, I didn’t want to make it another 4 days of no gymming like the week before so this morning, I woke up like this:
… but literally forced myself to get dressed and go to the gym. I was shouting out affirmations like an absolute bell-end. Seriously.
“COME ON KATE, YOU CAN DO IT!”
“WE’VE GOT THIS KATE!”
You get the picture. I had to take drastic measures to fire myself up because I rely solely on myself for motivation – although I’m not sure I’d listen if I had a partner telling me to go the gym to be honest! So, like with everything else (#WoeIsMe), I have to dig really deep and remind myself of the bigger picture.
Still struggling with just picking at Christmas stuff. We’re halfway through our second tin of Quality Street although, for the record, even though I may have partaken in the occasional Toffee Penny, I haven’t eaten most of them. A certain boy whose name begins with D and ends in Exter has, but I did have a Snowball yesterday whilst being forced to watch Star Wars, and even though I’m in mince pie withdrawal, I’ve not been totally on-plan Thursday-Sunday.
But you have to learn to draw the line under the ‘bad’ stuff – a life lesson there I reckon, good to use when it comes to men and pies – and learn how to move on, hence thinking, ‘It’s not too late to turn the week around’, and going to the gym today.
I’ve started to make a bit more of an effort when I go to the gym. Nowt to do with trying to pull … OK, 5% to do with that, but I am so bored with looking such a hot, sweaty mess that I figured it was about time I started to put a bit of lippy on when I go. Nothing fancy, not a face full of make-up, but it has made a difference with how I feel. Most of the women at the gym are so young and thin, and it’s not like I feel I have to compete, but as my shape changes, and I continue to feel good in my skin, I want to look as good as I feel, if that makes sense. So I bought a new gym top from H&M, and actually did half a session today baring my arms.
Might not seem like a big deal but let’s just say I’m not a fan of my wings, and the more weight I lose, the worse they look/feel. The top half of my arm is firming up and we’re actually seeing muscle definition there now (if you look really closely), but underneath is still flappy. Attractive. I know I’m/they’re a work in progress, but it’s a bit frustrating when you work so hard and realise that there are going to be some parts of my body that just aren’t going to ping back to where I want them. Having said that, I’m really pleased with how well my stomach is doing, and although I’m never going to have the stomach of an 18-year-old gymnast, as each week passes, I can see an improvement. Some weeks the changes are smaller than others, but we’re getting there.
Food wise – like I said, good Mon-Wed, but on Thursday, when I was feeling poorly, I’m pretty sure I had two bags of Doritos for lunch and a kebab for dinner. So not ideal. But it hasn’t all been bad and overall, I’ve done OK. Slimming World Pulled Pork for dinner last night, and leftovers for dinner tonight, and I’m hoping to be as good as I can next week, at least at the beginning of the week.
(PORKY LIGHT SAUSAGES – 0.5 SYNS PER SAUSAGE, LEFTOVERS AND SALMON AND VEG)
Still not weighed myself, but I’ve lost a whole 0.5” in the last two weeks. I’m just still at the bloated stage of my cycle and so it’s not as good as I’d hoped, but it’s OK. At least it’s going in the right direction, right?
I’ll try to do an update next weekend, but I’ll probably post it Boxing Day – I doubt anyone will be online on Christmas Day. Apart from me that is.
Have a fantastic Christmas everyone and without wanting to get all slushy on y’all, thanks for being there this year. For listening. Advising. Commenting. Sharing. *serious face* It has meant the world to me.