I have a hangover and I don’t mean of the head. I have a belly hangover. A big belly literally ‘hanging over’ all bloated and swollen and swinging about somewhere below my waist.
I went to a weigh in on Tuesday-my usual one is a Friday and I didn’t want to wait until next Friday and go 3 weeks without being weighed as the result would have been horrendous. I put on 3.5lb. In 10 days. That 3.5lb went on so easily in 10 days but it will take longer than 10 days to get rid of it. Plus that was Tuesday and things are worse now!
I went out for the meal for my nieces birthday on Tuesday night and had cheese and onion pie. They had made it using filo pastry so it wasn’t as bad as a big shortcut pastry crust.
Wednesday started so well. Dropped my daughter at nursery then walked to the gym in my new comfy pink hoodie that Father Christmas brought-my old gym fleece I have had for about 15 years because who cares what you look like in the gym?? I don’t understand why people pitch up with a full face of make up and immaculate hair swishing around. I bumped into an accountant a few weeks ago that I had delivered a training course to, I was in my gym gear and he took a few seconds to realise who I was!
Anyway back to the gym. I got there all ready to go and it wasn’t bloody open!! So back home I went. I was working from home so decided to go at lunch but by lunchtime it was the last thing I wanted to do. I had to have a serious motivation chat with myself to even get me through the door.
I was disappointed when I got there though because all the weight machines I use were being used by the ‘posers’ you know the ones who strut around with a ‘look how big my muscles are’ attitude and I find them really intimidating. I feel like they are looking at me and saying why she she lifting weights the big fatty. I managed to get some stuff done which is better than nothing. Before you say well why didn’t you just go on the treadmill I will confess that it is yet another gym mystery to me. What is the point of running and getting nowhere? If you want a run why not do it outside and get some fresh air and vitamin D at the same time instead of watching Good Morning Britain or a rerun of Coronation Street?
After the gym I returned home and as my husband is off this week he had made me a lovely tuna salad. My last nutritious meal was Christmas Day so my body was in serious need of it. I blew it though on Wednesday night-remember all that cheese I still have….
New Years Eve I found a box of Family Circle biscuits that we had bought in the ‘Christmas Shop’. Now I don’t usually buy biscuits because I’m not really bothered about eating them. That did not however stop me eating 2 custard creams (dipped in a cup of tea of course), 2 chocolate fingers, a choc chip cookie and a biscuit I didn’t even like!
My daughter is at my mother in laws for a couple of nights so we went to the cinema to watch the new Star Wars film-which by the way is brilliant and way better than the last 3 films that were churned out.
The husband and I did get a small pix ‘n’ mix to share (white chocolate mice, chocolate nuts and raisins and fizzy cola bottles that make you pull a funny face the minute they go in your mouth 🙂 ) then headed home where we had a Chinese. I was asleep when the clock struck midnight and have woken up with belly ache again due to a crap day of eating. I’m out for a meal tonight but then that is it!
The blackboard is coming back out today and I’m going to plan meals and exercise from tomorrow onwards. It’s now only 8 weeks until my 40th birthday party so that’s 8 weeks to work on the hangover! Here’s to a healthier 2016. Happy New Year!
Christmas Eve, Christmas Day and Boxing Day are done! Did you eat drink and be merry?
For me the Baileys was cracked open at 3pm on Christmas Eve. I hold a Christmas Eve party every year where we track Santa and family and friends pop in for a drink and a bit to eat. I decided to do something different this year and did cheese and crackers but with a festive twist! (I spent £50 on various different cheeses to do this and keep me stocked through the festive period)
I didn’t actually eat that much as I was seeing to guests. When they left at 7pm my daughter and I put the mince pie, milk and carrot out for Father Christmas (this is the first year she understands and I’ve loved every second of it!) my husband had left wrapping presents to the last minute so whilst he was busy doing that I relaxed and watched the soaps with some wine and cheese.
After opening presents on Christmas morning my step children arrived for breakfast-I do bacon, egg and sausage butties because it’s easy to eat-and I serve it on paper plates because who has time to wash pots on Christmas Day morning??! It is the only morning of the year where I have Quorn sausage, Quorn bacon and egg on a toasted cheese muffin with brown sauce, yummy! Well I say it’s usually the only day I have it but it’s 27th December today and I’ve just had it again for the third day on the run for breakfast!
Christmas lunch is fine with sprouts, parsnips, swede and carrot, potatoes and Quorn roast-it’s the prosecco that does the damage!
Boxing Day was all about cheese sandwiches and chocolate then cheese and wine night at my sisters.
So today I sit here with a belly as round as Father Christmas feeling bloated and very lethargic. I had planned a trip to the gym yesterday and today but that hasn’t happened because it’s too comfy in my new pjs and slippers
As I mentioned before I have lunch at my mother in laws today, a meal for my sisters birthday tomorrow night and a meal for my nieces birthday the night after that. So today is my last ‘Christmas Day’ breakfast and I’m going to eat what I want at the meals but it’s salad for lunch! (And maybe the odd mince pie and Baileys cream-have you tried Baileys cream? Its amazing but is 4SP for a teaspoon, a tesapoon! oh and there’s still the small matter of the lovely different cheeses that are sat in the fridge…..)
Christmas is just 2 sleeps away but when did your Christmas eating start?
The devil says it’s Christmas the angel says it doesn’t happen for 3 weeks