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4.3kms today, had to walk some of it, but i did it!

I struggled up out my pit again, these darker mornings are a nuisance already. So, I've set my mobile phone alarm to go at 6.50am for the next few days to get me back into the groove. I really need to be at the gym by 7.10am to give enough time afterwards.

So, when I got to the gym my treadmill was in use. I had to use one in the middle, which meant seeing my face and the gym in the mirror, quite distracting. But I persevered. I was out of breath by 1.5kms and was gonna quit at 2kms, but then I got into my music and before I realised i had run (and walked) 3.5kms. At this point I thought I'd see if I could get to 4kms, and by the time I left I'd actually managed to run/powerwalk 4.5kms in 30 minutes.

I'm not sure if I can do this every time, but I hope to do it again this week, with a shorter run as well. I was on a steeper incline and that's sposed to make a difference. I'm well aware that it's weigh day in 4 mornings, I got to work to see a table laden with treats, which i declined all morning, but when it got to 3pm I succumbed to an overly sweet apple pie. Nice but not the best, and there went my pride in my self control. Darn!

Lunch was a ham & cheese sarnie with a pack of doritos, and a nice stroll to a local park, then this evening I've eaten too much and finished it off with a bottle of Magners. The rest of this week will probably be alcohol fuelled except tomorrow. Wednesday out for a couple straight after work, thursday friends round, friday a 30th birthday party in Brighton, and Saturday a pub lunch with a buddy. Action packed and food filled week for me then.

Have a good one all

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Sorely dispirited I did go to the gym on Thursday and ran 3kms, Friday morning saw me refusing to get up, hubby had to coax me out of bed and persuade me to go.

I ran 2.5kms, but I did increase my incline so I'm gonna try and build up how far I can run on a level 5 slope.

Feeling like I might have gotten as thin as I'm ever gonna, must start doing my sit-ups soon!

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This morning I felt horrible. All I could see was my faults and I would've happily stayed in bed. Except I couldn't even manage that. I had to force myself to be late for work. And when I got in I was in a pretty foul mood.

Still, I've realised I'm still gutted about my lack of weight loss. And my shape not changing even though I've been exercising. I've had to take a look at myself though, and looking back I can see that I'm only cheating myself.

Day by day my diet has lapsed, my exercise regime has been strong but that alone is not enough. I've been eating more on gym days 'because I've burnt calories' and i've been eating more on non-gym days 'because I'm going tomorrow/went yesterday'.

My snack portions have gone from a handful of nuts and raisins to a bag of raisins, and no chooclate at work has become no more than one chocolate bar a day. Coffee? Well I'm having 2-3 cups a day. Herbal tea has flown the nest.

So, after one last blow out tonight - we're out for dinner and I will not be denied - I will be back on the band wagon tomorrow AND down the gym too. What's more, in seeking solace here in BCUK I aso found inspiration....

23rd of July 2008 I RAN FOUR AND A HALF KILOMETRES! I had forgotten about this as an achievement and have been over excited about running 4kms, but now i have a target to aim for again.

If I could do it then, weighing more and being less fit, then by god I can do it again with this body. And, also I've discovered that running in the evening is quite nice too, and the gym isn't as busy as I'd thought, so I've two windows to choose: am or pm. Either way I will get back to it, lift my head up high, find my wings and soar!

Hurrah, the happy Happy is coming back!

Thanks for listening guys n gals

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3km run today. No more news.

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Well, this morning was my weigh in day, I'm sure you're all bored of hearing about it? Tough!

So, I weighed in. And then I went for my run. I ran 4.1kms in just 23 minutes! Yes, and my recovery time is a lot quicker than ever before. I only hope all this exercise does not go to waste.

So, I got home and handed my slip of paper to hubby (too scared to read it alone). Four weeks ago I weighed 11st 12lbs. Two weeks exercise free, and then two weeks of 3x 3km+ runs and ...

drum roll...

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disappointment and joy. I still weigh 11st 12lbs. I am exactly the same weight. I'm glad I haven't got heavier, definitely glad, but also sad, as I really hoped to have lost another pound or two.

Gutted. Still, it reassures me in a way, that I can take a break and not get heavier is good to know. Also knowing that I'm steadily getting fitter is also good. But the weight thing kinda bugged me all day.

Gutted!

followed by a little nap after work and a 3.5km run, with a marginally increased gradient. Yippee. I might not be the happiest person around, but I'll certainly be a wee bit thinner by the end of the year!

I'm not sure if I mentioned that I've dropped a blouse size to a 16? From a 20 in January...

Yippee,

Ps- nice to see my bro back!

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The week rushes away from me. I feel really empty today. I don't mean food, just emotionally. It's been a busy day at work and I've come to the realisation that I'm going to struggle to focus in my job for more than the next 6 months. And I don't even know where I wanna be next or which way to turn.

I'm worried by the current economic climate, although hubby reassures me that our financial situation is good, and the jobs are secure. I know that in truth I should be positive but today I don't feel it.

I got to the gym today and did 3.5kms, it wasn't such a struggle today, but even this isn't buoying me up. I'm aware I whine too much, I guess I'm just like it. Maybe I should switch the lights on and put some more chirpy music on. It does make a difference I guess.

Tomorrow and Friday, time to get my body weighed.

Cheerio

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I am slowly whittling away those pounds. I've no idea where I will be by my birthday, which is in just under 2 months, but I know for a fact that I won't be anywhere near the 13st 7 mark that I was not all that long ago!

This morning I notched up another 3.2kms on the treadmill, but to be fair it was a real struggle. I had to keep dropping down to a fast walk before cranking back up, but I still completed the distance in under 25 minutes so I was happy.

I coulda stayed and done the last .3kms for a nice round number, but I was absolutely shattered. Today, I am wearing the evidence of all my hard work! A size 16 work blouse.

When I started my new job in January I struggled to fit into a size 20, so this is a pretty huge milestone. I realise I have totally blanked from my memory the times between being a size 14 and getting up to a size 18 so I'm keen to remember it all the other way!

I've still a way to go, my belly has not benefited - still 39.5 inches, but then I haven't really persevered with the situps, so its to be expected. Oh, it used to be 43.5 so I guess it is progressively shrinking.

Still, I'm hoping to be back at the gym either tomorrow morning or Wednesday evening. And then on Friday I've the dreaded weigh in. I don't think I'll do to badly to be fair, I weighed myself on the dreadfully inaccurate scales in the actual gym today and that had me as 11st 7 with my trainers on! That's always been different to any other scales I've used.

Must get back into walking home or somewhere at lunch, it was getting way to comfortable sitting in the canteen or rest room. And as it gets cold again I'm sure to want a cooked meal. I think I must get into the habit now of a nice soup for lunch.

Best be getting back to work,

Take care all.

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I went to the gym this afternoon, to make up for not going to body attack, and also to work off annoyance at my sister which was turning my mood foul. I managed to run 3.5kms in about 23 minutes, but I felt so weak and dizzy afterwards. I sat outside the leisure centre for about 10 minutes contemplating whether I felt sick or just weak...

So that makes a total of 12.5kms I've run this week. Pretty good going after a fortnights absence of exercise. I've decided that I'm gonna concentrate on doing 4x 3kms next week, and then build to 3.5 the week following, and definitely weigh in next Friday morning, even if I don't exercise until Friday night.

Or Not?...
We went for dinner at the curry house again, it was lovely. I had chicken pakora for a starter, I was expecting one, but my plate had four with salad. I mostly ate the meat and left the deep fried stuff behind. Then I had a naan bread, and a chicken & prawn dansak. I am sooo stuffed. It was lush.

I'm still off the wine, oh I never blogged about last Saturday. No matter. You don't need to know more than I was very drunk and very ill.

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I didn't go. Too tired/lazy/comfortable/warm/cozy. Hubby came to get me up before he went out, I opened one eye to look at him, rolled over to check the time on the alarm clock, then snorted 'f*ck off' before going back to sleep.

I realise I can't weigh myself at 9am on a Saturday because it wouldn't be a true comparison to 7am (empty stomach) so you'll have to wait for next Friday for a weigh in result. And in the mean time, I might make it to the gym later today, or I might see what other classes are on today. I've certainly spare energy...

The sun shines here, so enjoy your weekend guys & gals,

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I haven't been today, I had a rubbish nights sleep and was sooo this morning, I barely managed to get up. But when I did I dolled myself up (it's Friday after all) and wore my biggest heels into work. I looked pretty hot if I say so myself, in a size 16 fitted blouse.

Anyway, at work my boss immediately asked why I hadn't showed up for BodyAttack and at least I was able to say 'well I did go for a run'. The problem is that now she is on a mission to get me to go. Her reply was "Saturday at 9.15am".

So, before I left the office for the weekend, drained from the comedown of a huge sugar rush, I asked what she'd meant. Apparently there is a class tomorrow morning. I've said that I may attend. But now I'm a little scared.... here's why

However, I will go along, see what the fuss is all about (i think) and if I hate it, I know my trusty treadmill is only downstairs...

Wish me luck, coz I think I might also weigh in. I'm just hoping not to have gotten any more than 2 pounds heavier than the last weigh in. That'd be no heavier than 12st 1lb. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

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Last night was horrid, my insides ached. I hardly slept. In the end I moved to the sofa at 4am so hubby could at least get some kip without me fidgeting.

Consequently when 7am rolled around I was still fast asleep and feeling like crap. However, I did lug my stuff to work and spend all day claiming I would go the gym afterwards. Come 5pm I was in two minds, preferring to be homeward bound, but my darned legs decided no, they were gonna walk away from home and towards the gym.

As a result of my bodies rebellion over my mind I was a good girl. I ran (the best part of) 3kms, interspersed with a little walking. Then I did some situps, before coming home and climbing into a nice hot bath to soak.

So, 5.5kms in two days is good, only need to do 2kms for the rest of the week to meet my target of 7.5kms for the week, but I'm gonna push myself, try and run another 5.5kms taking my total to 11kms. I hope I haven't jinxed myself, but at least I've broken that barrier and discovered (going to gym after work) and know the gym isn't too busy.

Must pack my bag for tomorrow. I'd prefer to go first thing, but we'll see.

Cheerio!

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Yippeeee!
Despite much tiredness and achiness this morning I moved myself out of bed in record time, and actually made it to the gym by 7.15am. I daren't weigh myself until I've done a few runs (i reckon at least 7.5kms this week), but today I ram 2.5kms and it felt so good, just seeing how much my body is capable of.

And, as usual it filled me full of energy for the day. Saying that, I'm tired now, and quite tempted to have an early night.

I also noticed whilst out and about yesterday, that my face is certainly looking less podgy, and more of an oval than ever before. I'm getting there, slowly but surely, and I've still 2 whole months til the birthday.

I've realised that this is my longest period of inactivity since FF in May. If I can't get to the gym in the mornings then I'm gonna have to start going in the evenings. The place is open til about 10pm week days so I've no real excuse - still no swimming, I've a veruca AND this too.

So, yes. If I'm not fit and well by wednesday morn then I'll go the gym thursday night! Ouch, that'll hurt, two full weeks with no exercise.

Mybad.

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