Well it has been a week and a half and true to form I have not entered anything into this new blog. Ah well...
I have, however, lost 4 lb and 6 oz since Friday 28 March. Hurrah! Well on track for not having to give something up for 3 months!!
I'm not sure I've stuck so well to my mission statement, but seeing as the pounds are coming off anyway I wont worry about that too much. More like guidelines anyway...
So, in the spirit of trying to keep a food and exercise diary:
Thursday 10 April
Breakfast
Sainsbury’s English Butter muffin with poached egg
Mug of decaf coffee with a splash of skimmed milk and one sweetener
Snack (11 am)
1 orange
50 cl (more or less) cold water
Lunch
1 toasted Bagel with Philly extra light and salad
2 plums
1 kiwi fruit
1 pack Boots Shapers salt and vinegar twirls (less than 90cals, less than 3g fat, I think)
1 bar of Boots Shapers chocolate nougat thing (again, less than 90cals, less than 3g fat, it was one of those days...)
50 cl (more or less) cold water
Snack (5-7pm)
1 banana
2 glasses red wine, 3 canapés (there was a do on at work...)
Dinner
Japanese steamed rice (no idea of portion, 1 large rice bowl perhaps?)
Stir-fried Chicken thigh marinated in yuzu honey, soy, garlic, ginger, fried in sesame oil with carrot and green beans (no idea of portion, but small amount - perhaps a thigh and a half?)
Miso soup
Sake (about three sake cup fulls)
3 large tablespoons Yeo Valley natural no fat yoghurt with a heaped teaspoon of soft brown sugar. Yum. And not bad considering the Fiancé has ice cream with chocolate on it!
So not too bad a day really. Also walked to work (35 minutes, just under 2 miles) and went for a bit of a wander at lunch time. :o) Did get the bus home, but it was late and I would have missed my tea if I hadn't! ;o)
Next week will be more of a challenge as we're off to the States. Not exactly known for their small portions and healthy food... Watch as those 4 pounds go back on... Sigh.
Friday, April 11, 2008
Wednesday, April 2, 2008
How it all began...
I used to be fit. Well, I had a modicum of fitness... I ran the Great North Run nearly two years ago. And when I say ran, I mean for over half of it I was running and for a similar amount of time I was walking quickly. I lost weight, I felt great, and I could run at least 2 miles without wanting to die. And then I stopped. I tried occassionally to pick it up again, but kept falling flat due to the painful fact that I hate running.
Anyway, over the year and a half since that pinacle of fitness I have tried to keep myself fitish. I walk to work, which is just under 2 miles and try to do other things. At the end of the year the fiance and I even went dancing. That was great. And then Christmas and chocolate happened, the mornings were dark and I started to regularly take the bus to work and I began to feel like a blob again... And then, the staw to brake the provebial camel's back, I was weighed by my doctor last Friday. And I cried. Not there and then, I at least had the decency to wait until I got home and could do so on the fiance's shoulder. I wailed and sniffed and God Bless and love him he was wonderfully supportive. "We eat quite well", says he, "but what can I do to help you further... We could start walking more - we could go for a walk tomorrow". I sniffed and smiled and knew he loves me. And to be true to his word he prodded me out of bed on Saturday morning for a brisk and bracing 50 minute walk near where we live. Bless.
But! Walking alone will not save me. My doctor asked if I had a goal for weight loss - I said I didn't want to be a fat bride when the fiance and I wed (this was nearly called fat bride, but as I am determined not to be...). So this is my mission statement:
FOOD:
So! The persuit of fitness begins... And to help me I shall track my progress here. I doubt that anyone will be reading, but if you are - it'll probably be boring and I probably wont keep writing, so I'd give up now if I were you....
Anyway, over the year and a half since that pinacle of fitness I have tried to keep myself fitish. I walk to work, which is just under 2 miles and try to do other things. At the end of the year the fiance and I even went dancing. That was great. And then Christmas and chocolate happened, the mornings were dark and I started to regularly take the bus to work and I began to feel like a blob again... And then, the staw to brake the provebial camel's back, I was weighed by my doctor last Friday. And I cried. Not there and then, I at least had the decency to wait until I got home and could do so on the fiance's shoulder. I wailed and sniffed and God Bless and love him he was wonderfully supportive. "We eat quite well", says he, "but what can I do to help you further... We could start walking more - we could go for a walk tomorrow". I sniffed and smiled and knew he loves me. And to be true to his word he prodded me out of bed on Saturday morning for a brisk and bracing 50 minute walk near where we live. Bless.
But! Walking alone will not save me. My doctor asked if I had a goal for weight loss - I said I didn't want to be a fat bride when the fiance and I wed (this was nearly called fat bride, but as I am determined not to be...). So this is my mission statement:
FOOD:
- I will not snack between meals, unless the snack is healthy
- I will only eat sweats when I am at the cinema
- I will eat smaller portions of food that is lower in fat
- I will eat a varied breakfast (not just poached eggs)
EXERCISE:
- I will go for a long walk with the fiance at the weekends
- I will walk to work (at least 4 days per week)
- I will walk home from work every day
- I will do my stretching and crunching yoga type exercises at least 5 times a week
- I will go to the swimming pool at least once a week
- I will start running again.
So! The persuit of fitness begins... And to help me I shall track my progress here. I doubt that anyone will be reading, but if you are - it'll probably be boring and I probably wont keep writing, so I'd give up now if I were you....
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)