Again! Have restarted the C25K program this week, and did the 3rd day today. Stuck to my points sooo well today - despite both food shopping at M&S (home of food porn) and going to the cinema. Did my 30 mins on the Wii tonight, and was pleased to see my BMI has dropped over a point this week!
Need to put together just one more balanced day tomorrow, then I've managed my first week fully on track for over 6 months! Looking forward to weigh in on Monday!
but this really gave me a boost and a smile, and I'd like to pass that on.
Thankyou to Amanda,Joanne and Lorraine for being so kind to think of me. I have been spectacularly absent, and to come back to such unconditional support is overwhelming.
With this warm fuzzy feeling comes the chance for me to share 7 things you don't know about me, plus send the fuzzies on to 7 of my own nominees.
So, to get the meme out the way:
1) I have a phobia of buttons. People laugh if it comes up. I'm not trying to be funny. The things really squick me out. Found out it has a name, koumpounophobia. Oddly shaped/coloured buttons make me feel ill. The idea of wearing them? *shudder*
2) I have never eaten banana that I can remember, banana flavouring is ick. Until a year ago, I couldn't touch one without gagging - but then Kai became addicted. I licked one last year when trying new fruit/veg every day for a week, but couldn't bring myself to nibble.
3) I haven't had my own room since I was 4. Shared with either my brother or sister until I moved out, straight into student slums with Sam. Now we are 6 in a bed. Having my own room would be a very odd experience.. I wonder if it'd echo??
4) I discovered my first 2 grey hairs last year, aged 25. I made a fuss.
5) I've had a provisional driving license for ten years now, but have still to book a lesson. Procrastinate? Me?
6) If I google image search my name (without filter on) the first few pictures are of my breasts. (and of my babies, but still.. made me laugh).
7) I am one of the thousands of women who got caught up in the Twilight craze. Bought the dvd last year then read the books in a week. Looking forward to DVD release in a few weeks and the 3rd film this summer!
And the fun part! If you've had this award already, I'm sorry. I did check to see you hadn't blogged it. Don't feel you need to do anything about this - just want to give you a cyber pat-on-the-back =)
There are so many more wonderful bloggers I could have included, a lot of them had already been nominated. These seven womens names jumped out at me as I looked at my blogroll. All have been a source of particular help in keeping me motivated.
Alice has an inspirational story. To have lost the amount she has (nearly 120lbs!!) while at Uni is amazing. I remember the amount of social eating and drinking, never mind the late nights and exam cramming that lead to a food-fest!
Bryher just celebrated her 1st anniversary at goal. She's lost 7 stone and I LOVE her blog. It's one I read from start to finish when I found it, and makes me excited to stay on track.
Joania grabbed 2009 by the horns and made it hers! I love the zest and energy of her blogging. She's laid it all out for people to keep tabs on her and BOY it's working. So close to her 101lbs off now.
Kimberlina has just returned to blogland and weightwatchers after a few months off and a few lbs on. Being in the same position I can sympathise, and recognise her bravery in stepping back up to the line. We can do this. =)
Lyn is amazing. If I had a counsellor I'd dump them and just read Lyn. Her posts are beautiful, eloquent musings on every aspect of weightloss. So often I find myself forgetting they are her thoughts and experiences and not my own. Beautiful woman.
Sara is one of the first WL bloggers I remember bumping into when I really began to blog in december 08. She's kept tabs on me when I've needed it, sent boosting comments and emails, and has lost 2.5 stone herself. Now she's expecting her first baby. *squee*
Solveig is my real life friend from when we lived in Leicester. She's now moved back to Norway, and us to London. She's done an amazing job of getting her eating sorted while juggling work and motherhood. I loves ya mama. xx
Right, going to track you all down and let you know what I've done. Muahaha
I blame the cold, wet, miserable January-ness of today.
Been a really 'blah' day too. Payday, except the pack was short 2 weeks as Sam switched jobs. Had an email reminder for the meter readings, and rent to pay too. Fun time spent sorting money nearly had me snacking, so instead I chucked Muse on as loud as Seth would let me, and danced the halflings about until the endorphins arrived.
Then Sam text me to say he had a dental appointment, but had forgot his wallet. (Which I later learned meant he'd popped into my mums on the way to work to beg a tenner, catching her all nekkid *snigger*) So.. bundled the kidlets up and mooched to meet him through hail and snow. No, seriously, there was hail and snow. Just for the 2 hours we were out. Grr.
Wet, unfed and tired kids meant we stopped at the chippy on the way back. I resisted temptation and popped with Seth to the library next door. Once home I was starving, and knew I had minutes before the babies would want feeding.. and there was all that battered cod and fat yummy chips to beeaten... ack.
Quickly checked the post as I moved towards the kitchen, and found this:
Hi Joy, I am very happy that you have decided to come back to weightwatchers this week, + know that you will succeed with weightloss given how successful you have been in the past! See you monday. Sally x
Motivational miracle! Suddenly had a flash of clear thinking and zapped and ate the lunch Sam was meant to have that day, while the rest of them scoffed yummy smelling deepfried battered stuff. First ready meal I've had in yonks, and wow it was yummy - rice noodles, stir fried veg with chicken and king prawns. Sainsburys range, and they look and taste fabulous. 6 points for it too. Fab, fab, fab.
So - still on points, easy weekend looming, excited to get to Monday and see those numbers go DOWN.
having lost weight could make a significant difference.
According to reliable sources at the Oatmeal back when I began WW in 2008, had I been bitten, I would have had little over an hour. The time it would take to nurse the babies, get the kids ready and run to the station to attempt to get them to my mother would mean I'd be zombie'd and eating my own offspring. Boo.
but now I'd have an extra 26minutes. Plenty of time to get them onto a train safely, and alert my mum before all I could say was 'Errrghhh'
This little piggy tracked her eating, this little piggy stayed wheat free, this little piggy did her housework and this little piggy did her run. Then this little piggy went Wii, Wii, Wii ... until her white bank turned BRONZE!!
I'm guessing for a lot of my fellow weightwatching folk, that food is (mis)used as a coping mechanism. Really, I am not a great lover of food. Sure, I enjoy flavours/textures and can tell the difference between a good meal and a McRappy meal. But I am not driven to eat by my love of food.
For me, eating is usually a cover for something else. Like I'm trying to balance myself out.
Too tired? Well I cannot just grab a nap, and I have to keep going, so I'll chuck some sugary energy in.
A bit down? Stuck indoors, ill kids, too busy doing the mundane necessaries to stop and pamper myself, but chucking an extra helping of dinner my way is do-able.
Frustrated? House is a tip, kids being mentalists, no chance of getting any respite yet want to spare them from the anger seething through me? Time to chow down on something sweet and doughy.. take my anger out on ripping a bagel (or 3) apart.
Scared? Hubby not well again, redundancy and job instability, money worries (more than usual) own health not great in the winter, ongoing stressors with getting the boys assessed.. need a pick me up (more junk, which only worsens my health and the money situation)
So, now things are calming themselves, I need to change my method of coping.
Last night Seth was ill. Groaning and sobbing from 3pm. Could not eat dinner despite being hungry. Pale, dark eyes, burning up. Complaining of head, back and tummy ache. I gave him a sleeping bag and bucket and laid him on the sofa. After doing hubbys dinner when he got in and getting kids ready for bed I looked at Seth again. He felt sick. Great. I fetched him a bucket and wanted to go and make myself something to eat. To give me energy, boost my happy hormones, give me something to do while Seth got to sleep.
Instead I turned on the Wii fit and did 40 mins. By the time I'd finished my head felt more awake, babies were ready to be nursed, and Seth was asleep with his bucket still empty. Phew.
I could rattle on and bore myself, and anyone kind enough to still check in on me, to comfort eating.. but I won't (at least not today).
I have reasons to satisfy any sort of person as to why I've gone so wrong, but the long and short is that I stopped trying. Well, I'm fed up enough with failing to get back on track. Today hubby is finally back at work, starting his new job in London, so today seemed a good time for fresh starts.
It's been 6 months since I really did this. I was 7lbs to goal, I am not now! BUT, I am not up to start weight again *and* I am still under 200lbs (just).
None of my clothes fit, I am stuck in joggers as I refuse to buy over sized stuff.