Dreams Or Excuses

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Once again I find myself sat in an airport in Ireland-Cork to be specific. However, this time I am not with glass of wine in hand. My last blog was quite cathartic for me and I feel like a switch has been flicked. I was reminded over weekend of something my business partner had once said to me ‘you can have your dreams or you can have your excuses but you can’t have both’

So what is your dream? Mine is to be a happy, health, firm and slim size 12-actually this is a dream so let’s go for a size 10 which I’ve not been for about 8 years.
That’s the dream bit sorted
Now let’s address the excuses-these aren’t necessarily mine but ones I have heard along the way:
No time to cook
No time to exercise
Too expensive to eat ‘healthily’
Don’t want to have to weigh and measure things
I work away
Don’t want to have to restrict certain foods as it makes me want them even more
Sounds complicated
Sounds like hard work
I’m happy with the size I am (I’m sorry but out of all the excuses I don’t buy this one for a second. I don’t agree that you are happy if you are squeezing into clothes that are too tight, or your legs rub together when you walk, or you are out of breath walking up the stairs or you can’t keep up with the kids running around or you have numerous health problems).
There are probably many other excuses that you have heard or used-I would be interested to hear any weird and wonderful ones.
In order to achieve my dream I need to address my excuses-my leader must be so tired of me standing on the scales on a Friday after a week working away! However, working away is not a carte blanche excuse to throw sensible healthy eating out of the window which I have been doing for a long time. Now as a one off this is fine but when you are working away 6-7 days of the month it’s no longer fine and has a huge impact on health and weight. So on Sunday I decided that yes I was restricted to what I could control but I was going to make a conscious effort instead of reaching for comfort food and drink.
Monday morning there was no wine drinking in the airport-although my flight was 9am so I would have been pretty concerned if I had wanted a wine at that time-generally anytime after 11 is considered acceptable by me ๐Ÿ˜‰ ย I did buy a sandwich as I had only had half a piece of toast at home at 6.30 (see how easy it is so gain new bad habits-I have taken to eating a sandwich on an hours flight !) but I decided I wasn’t hungry so didn’t eat it.
I had a tuna panini in the airport around 11am as I had to kill time before I could check in and I was quite hungry by then.
I checked into my hotel and went for an hours walk around Cork which was lovely then I returned to my hotel room and did Charlotte Crosbys DVD for an hour-although a member of staff got a right eyeful when he tried to get into my room to leave some complimentary gifts only to find a sweaty woman in shorts and sports bra! (I had gotten an early check in so he wasn’t expecting anyone to be in the room) he practically threw the stuff at me and ran off ๐Ÿ˜Š
I delivered an online training session and during the break which was around 3.30pm I was hungry so ate the sandwich I bought.
After the session I went down to the health club -in my fluffy robe that the guy had delivered to my room-where I did 16 lengths in the pool ย then had a relax in the steam room, sauna and jacuzzi. I then headed back up the lift-still in fluffy robe and slippers although minus my swimsuit. There was something that amused me about the fact I was naked in a lift full of people!
I made the decision not to go down to the restaurant as I would be more likely to eat and drink something naughty. I had made a decision that I wasn’t going to be drinking whilst I was away anymore. So I ordered a diet Pepsi and salmon with lemon and onion mash and ย garlic green beans and it was delicious-when I put my order in there was a niggle that maybe just maybe I should get soup as a starter-FOBH (fear of being hungry) popping up again! But I didn’t and I was fine.
This morning I had a breakfast of smoked salmon and scrambled egg. I picked up 3 rolls of salmon then FOBH struck again so I picked up a fourth but told myself I could only eat it if I really was still hungry once I had eaten the other 3 plus had a piece of toast and some scrambled egg. I challenged myself to NOT clear my plate and I didn’t. That fourth slice of salmon stayed on the plate and I went to work.
No rushing around getting from one venue to the next today so lunch was in the canteen where I had a butternut squash and brie fritter with green beans and new potatoes-and I made myself leave a potato on the plate so I only had 3 small ones.
And now I’m in the airport. I have over 3 hours until my flight leaves and I am currently sat in a cafe drinking a hot chocolate. It’s likely that I will buy a sandwich before I fly at 7pm. The airport is pretty small with a bar that doesn’t cater for veggies and a couple of coffee shops so a sandwich really is my only option-having said that I’m still full from breakfast and lunch so maybe I won’t get anything instead of eating for the sake of eating wait until I get home around 8.45pm and have something Weight Watcher friendly.
I’m going after my dream now-will there be some excuses along the way?? ย Of course I’m only human-and I’ve got my sisters birthday on Thursday then my friends 40th birthday party over the weekend and my wedding anniversary next Wednesday so things happen but I’m going to work hard on managing myself better.
For anyone familiar with The Biggest Loser (love the transformation of people on that show) you will have heard of Jillian Michaels, you may even have done her 30 Day Shred workout-if you haven’t you will find stages 1 and 2 on You Tube and its tough but good. In it she says
‘nothing comes for free’ during a crunch section she says ย ‘these abs don’t come for free my friend! You want it you’ve got to work for it’
So I have a choice I can have my dream and work for it or I can continue to use excuses and put obstacles in my way.
Your dream or your excuse which way are you going to go?
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Personal Goal Achieved!

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IMG_8541.JPGWhen I started back on WW after my daughter was born I set myself a personal target of 11 5. This was the weight I was when I got married. I genuinely couldn’t see myself getting to my recommended goal weight of 10 6-and that’s the top end of it!
Today though after 3 years I achieved it!
3.5 stone gone, and I know for some that might seem along time but if you’ve read my blogs from the start you will know the challenges I have faced both mentally and work wise.
What’s interesting though is that despite hitting my personal goal I’m almost a dress size bigger than I was then. At the time I was doing boot camp 4 times a week so although I’m chuffed to bits I’ve hit it it just shows how much of an impact exercise has. I still do exercise but not to the extent I did then-throw a 3 year old in the mix and popping off for an hours boot camp 4 times a week doesn’t work so my exercise these days is a home workout that I can do with Scarlett in the house.
I would say the last 6-8 months have been when I’ve got to grips with things more and even though I enjoy my weekly ‘treat’ night I have made small changes bit by bit and all of a sudden goal is just 13lb away!
Before that though there’s the ‘small’ matter of reaching my 50lb loss award which is just 1 pound away! It’s my friends hen party next weekend but before I head off on Friday I will be getting weighed and fully intend to walk out clutching my 50lb award and feeling FABULOUS as I head off on a hen weekend-bring it on! ๐Ÿ’ช๐Ÿป

Gung Ho!

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IMG_8092A few months ago I saw an advert for Children In Need Gung Ho event. If you are not familiar with this (I’d never heard of it) it’s a 5k giant inflatable obstacle course.
I have never done anything like this before but thought it looked fun and that lots of other people would agree and we would do it as a group whilst also raising money so I purchased my ticket and was looking forward to it.
However, not as many people were as interested as I thought and those that were didn’t end up booking on. Fortunately my sister signed up too.
I lost count of the amount of times I watched the videos from previous years as I worked out which obstacles would be ok and which would cause some problems.
The morning of the race arrived and I woke up at 5am as I had been dreaming about a particular obstacle convinced I wouldn’t make it over ๐Ÿ™ˆ
I had heard you could bypass any obstacles if you wanted to so that made me feel ok but after a few texts from my friend I realised that if I was doing it then I was doing it all. She kept telling me to enjoy it-I couldn’t even enjoy breakfast I was that nervous!
We were in the 12.30 ‘wave’. When I had picked our race packs up I was told the average time to do it was 50 minutes so I decided to give myself 90!
We did our warm up then made our way to the starting line where I was seriously wondering what the hell I had let myself in for!
The countdown was on ‘Gung ho!’ was shouted and off we went….
Once over the first obstacle it didn’t seem as daunting as I first thought and lots of people were walking so there was no pressure to run it all. The next couple of obstacles were ok and I started to enjoy it!
We then came across an obstacle that we had to jump over and it was about 8ft high! The Marshall said run don’t stop then jump and over! I eyed it dubiously thinking that it was never going to happen. I ran, I jumped, I landed on the top of it and then I felt myself start to slide back down…my brain was saying ‘no no no, you are not doing it again!’ So with all my strength I desperately clawed and scrabbled (must have looked a right state ๐Ÿ˜‚) until I got over it!
We carried on mixing walking and running-although we sprinted like athletes when we passed our family support as though we hadn’t strolled around any of it…๐Ÿ˜‰
There were 10 obstacles in total and number 8 was the one that had had me awake since 5am. It was a wall with holes in and logic was telling me it wasn’t going to happen especially when I put my foot in one hole, hand further up then thought ‘what the hell do I do now?!’ Until I heard a voice from above saying ‘grab my hand’ I looked up to see a Marshall sat on top of the wall with his hand held out to help me up. Once at the top I wasn’t sure how to get down to just slid down the wall and hoped nobody saw my tshirt roll up to flash my fetching sports bra and belly!
The next obstacle was one I hadn’t seen before so was an unknown. It was bloody massive and I slipped a few times but made it through it.
Then the last one. A HUGE slide. No idea how tall it was but it was tall!
The Marshall at the bottom was brilliant and when it was your turn to go just shouted ‘GO GO GO GO GO!!’ until you reached the top.
Once at the top I was the most nervous I had been. It was so high and there was water all over the slide but I thought I can’t go back now so off I went! Down the slide and into the foam.
It took us 57 minutes (including waiting for our turn on the obstacles).
I am so proud that we did it. I would never have done anything like this before losing weight with Weight Watchers and I fully intend to do it all over again next year!

There’s A Change Happening….

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Not blogged for ages sorry as just been so busy plus I’m using my journal to the full and spilling all my confessions out in that!
I wanted to let you know where I’m up to. 5 weeks ago I started a brand new journal along with a 10 week home improvement workout. I haven’t in this time used the gym.
There a few things that have changed in the last few weeks:
1-I track Fridays. I get weighed on a Friday and as we know anything goes on weigh in day! I’m not counting it in but I’m writing it down and totting it up which is a start-and also making me reign in my ‘cheat’ day.
2-Still on tracking, I HONESTLY track. I had a terrible hangover day a couple of weeks ago where I went through 113 SP in a day-A DAY!! ๐Ÿ™ˆ but for me that made me aware of what I was dealing with so focused on the rest of the week and had a loss that week.
3-I still haven’t had a takeaway pizza. We are now coming up to 7 months! Can I make it to a year??? Think it’s a month at a time thing.
4-When I look back at my weekends it might not seem it but I’m ‘better’ than I have been (sort of)
5-I have stuck to my exercise program. I’m at the halfway mark of it and lost 4.5 inches and 3.5lbs. Now I appreciate some of you are thinking is that all in 5 weeks??!! But putting it in context of 5 meals/drinks out, being a tired mummy, wife and employee who has not put anything on hold and enjoyed nights out and I’ll happily take that
6-my clothes are looser. I wore a pleated size 12 skirt last weekend! Pleats are not forgiving if they are tight. I was going to wear pumps with my outfit (which would have looked great) but I wasn’t quite ready to give up a little height to help me look slightly thiner. More confidence needed here!
7-this is a biggy for me. Those who have read previous posts will know the battle I had with PND and the horrid things you say to yourself but I’m kinder to myself which makes me happier. I track everything so therefore I’m aware of what I’m eating. Then I let it go, because there’s no point dwelling on the fact I’ve eaten a big cheese butty! It’s gone (and enjoyed),so I’ve let it go.
There’s still plenty of changes to make but I feel like there’s changes happening that are for good!

Confession Time

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Get-Rid-of-Belly-BloatingConfession:
Fish, chips and peas in cafe
3 x jacket with tuna mayo and cheese in supermarket cafes
Chippy lunch of chips, mushy peas and a round of thick white bread with butter
2 blocks of Brie
1 block blue cheese
I block Jarslberg
2 kitkats
1 peanut butter chunky
Tube of smarties
3 full fat cheese and tomato sandwiches
Approximately 6 bottles full fat wine and 6 low cal wine
In addition to my lovely pointed meals I have eaten the above in the last 2 weeks, this has resulted in 3lb gain over the 2 weeks and a very bloated belly-it actually hurts as it feels that big.
Confession over

I ate a pizza

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I ate a pizza!IMG_6547.JPG
Went out for a belated Christmas lunch with some of my helpers from one of my meetings. It was an Italian and I’ve not had a pizza for AGES. (I’m still going strong on my takeaway and haven’t had one since 10th September so coming up to 5 months! ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿป)
So I ordered the pizza. Thin crust 10in with tuna and pineapple. I wasn’t planning on eating it all but I did because it was so nice just to eat a pizza that wasn’t made from lavash wraps.
I was also really hungry. I was like that all last week-I nearly crashed my car because I was reaching into the back to grab a packet of WW crisps and looked back up at the road in time to swerve away from a parked car ๐Ÿ˜ฑ. Could you imagine if I had hit it? ‘I’m sorry I drove into your car but I was hungry!’ ??
Anyway back to the meal. Quite a lot of wine was drunk and I had a couple of glasses when I went home which resulted in my husband putting me to bed with a glass of water at 9pm!
Yesterday dawned and although I wasn’t ill I had hangover munchies-I was even tempted to go to McDonalds
So it was crumpets and cheese on toast for most of the day and a few wines at the night with yet more cheese.
This is 2 weeks on the run where I’ve over indulged on Saturday resulting in poor choices on the Sunday. I gained half on Friday and need to get my head back in it to stop another gain this week.
I enjoyed my pizza, I haven’t even looked up the Smart Points value yet but I will today when I sit down with my journal. It’s my birthday at the end of February and I’m going for 5.5lb off for then. No more silly Saturdays-next Saturday it will be back to a homemade low pointed pizza

Weigh In Days Tricks

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I stayed the same this week and after a surprise 3lb loss last week I was expecting a gain as I’ve had a few stress wine drinks!
I had a switch to No Count for Monday and Tuesday but had such a manic day at work that once I finally sat downย at 8pmย wine was just what I needed.
This also happened on Wednesday…and as you know wine and cheese go hand in hand. To try and have some semblance of control I sat and ate half a bag of Weight Watchers grated cheese out of the packet like it was a packet of crisps ๐Ÿ˜ณ this however is still better than a big chunk of full fat cheddar
Add to that no time to exercise and the fact that I have to check my scales every day for work (even though I get on with boots and coat on it’s not hard to have an idea of where I am even though I try to pay no attention to it) I was expecting about 3lb gain.
Thursday I pulled it back with low pointed meals and absolutely no wine.
Today was weigh in and here come in ‘weigh in day tricks’. I never weigh in jeans-I don’t think many people do and to be honest I can’t wait until the day when I can weigh in jeans. I have a certain weight that I want to get to (I’m 7lbs away from it) and when that happens I’ll take the hit the following week and weigh in jeans.
I used to always in leggings and a tunic top but it’s rare I do that now as is not really ‘every day’ clothes for me. So I tend to weigh in a skirt and top.
Today however I was going to a trampoline park after weigh in so I had a switch back to leggings. To be fair they are about the same weight so wouldn’t make much difference on the scales.
Breakfast on weigh in day is 2 slices of small whole meal bread with a cheese triangle. I know some people don’t eat until they weigh in but there’s no way I can go until 10am before eating! But I won’t have anything else other than the toast because what if I had an egg and I put on half a pound? ๐Ÿ˜‚
And no matter how many times I go to the toilet I always always need a wee the minute I walk in the meeting-you know you do it too!
My final weigh in day ‘trick’ is to wear a different bra. Stick with me on this…being quite busty my bras are pretty supportive and firm to give a nice cleavage. However I have a lacy bra that is pretty flimsy and I always wear that to get weighed in as it’s lighter. So my STS this week I’m convinced was due to my bra!
So that’s my weigh in ‘tricks’
Never drink alcohol the night before
Eat a very light small breakfast
Wear light clothes even in the freezing cold snow
Have as many wees as possible-and try and clear your system of all waste products
Wear a ‘light’ bra-hey if you can get away without wearing one then all the better!
Clearly without doing all of these I would never lose weight would I?

Feeling Fat

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Despite my 4lb gain on Thursday I still spent the next few days eating and drinking without pointing.

I was out for a meal on Thursday night and had garlic bread and a tuna melt with chips but I drove so didn’t drink-until I got home that is!

Friday we had lunch out at a play area and had tuna mayo cheese buttie-on white bread! with chips. I also have a terrible habit of having a cup of tea and a kitkat when we go there-a 4 finger kitkat too not a 2 one.

Friday night was wine and cheese, Saturday started well but it was the one day I was allowing myself a mince pie with my Baileys thick double cream-I guesstimated it was about 20 smart points! A trip to my mums saw me eat about 5 chocolates from a box of heroes and for NYE we stayed in so it was cheese wine and crackers.

I woke feeling very ropey yesterday morning and my body couldn’t decide if I was hungry or just absolutely full to the brim.

I had some spread cheese on toast-light which I promptly threw back up. We went to my mother-in-laws for lunch and she gave me some tonic water to settle my stomach. this enables me to eat a large vegetable samosa before lunch. Lunch was pretty carb heavy. Everyone else had chicken but she had done me a large jacket potato served with a tomato and cheese pasta. She also had a dahl which was delicious. I ate the jacket, left most of the pasta (although I ate some as I didnt want to appear rude or ungrateful). She gave me 2 mini naans to go with the dhal-there was rice out but I don’t like it. I had one of the naan breads. This was followed by a large piece of viennetta then the tub of roses came out. I honestly lost count of how many I had. It was quite ridiculous.

We watched a film last night-Girl On A Train, nowhere near as good as the book just incase you were wondering-this involved yet more wine and cheese because I knew it was my last night of being a pig.

I dread to think how much more weight I have put on since Thursday. I always pile it on when I have chocolate. I can go over on cheese and wine and (sometimes) get away with it but chocolate always hits the scales. I’m feeling very fat and bloated and I’m back on track today. I have got a brand new Weight Watchers journal (I love the new journal and have enjoyed filling it in to get me focussed) and planned meals for the week. I don;t get weighed until Friday so here’s to some damage limitation