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Well, despite being too lazy to go to the gym this past week I am quite encouraged. I measured my waist as I found the tape measure, my trousers have been feeling loose also, and I have a 39 inch waist! I'm pretty sure that's gone down from previous measurements!

So, non gyming, I must've run around a fair bit on Saturday after friends mates and been eating healthier than I realised. Cool. I also went to the Dr's in the middle of nowhere (£8 by taxi) to look at a mole which I was thinking of having removed.

Most p'd off to be told 'oh, it's not a mole its a wart'. Well, if my own dr had said that I wouldn't in the first place I wouldn't have had to give up half my lunch break, £8 and the hour it took to walk home again! Grrrrr.

But yeah, I did walk/run 5.4kms home from the drs as I didn't/don't have that much spare cash. And it was advertised as 'about 1hr 5 min' walk on multimap, and I did it in 55 minutes. I was well chuffed. If only I have a spare hour to walk at the gym. I could be doing 5kms daily! Or not.

Will I ever return to the gym?I hope so. Will I ever weigh in again? Not sure.

Better get going, work calls.

x

I haven't been back to the gym since Tuesday. Too lazy, and then my back started to feel stuffed. I'll have to go back again this week, but I'll have to take it easy. Oh well.

On the food front, I bought both cookies and biscuits from Waitrose this week. Yesterday was a mega blow out - a huge cooked brunch at the pub at lunch time, followed by a creamy curry and copious amounts of wine for dinner.

Oh well. Onwards.

x

One medium dominos pizza later...

I feel stuffed. Must get to the gym soon, before i pop. In other news, I've been an emotional roller coaster, and now I'm off to bed.

Hope you are all good.

x

Yesterday I went to the gym at 6.30pm as hubby and PIL were working in the bathroom - it is finished! (except for tiling and painting of course).

So, anyway, at the gym I jumped on the treadmill I usually use, the one which doesn't look onto the mirror. And set off for a twenty five minute trot. I got going and was immediately confused. You may have noticed that all my gym rantings have been in kms up til now? Well when I got on the treadmill yesterday the speed and distance was in Miles/ph. Well that screwed me over.

Anyway, I ran as fast and hard as my legs could take me, but had to stop after 20 minutes - however I was chuffed that I had run 2 miles. I had no idea if this is good or bad, but it sounds impressive anyway.

So, apparently it's 3.21kms so that's not bad at all. But I was absolutely shattered afterwards.

I must weigh myself soon. I haven't for 3 weeks now. My size 12 trousers were not as tight as last time I wore them 10 days ago, neither was my fitted size 16 jacket, so that's a start.

Tired, bed time

x

Oh god. I feel like such a bloater.  We went out for lunch on this the last day of our 'long weekend' and I had a burger from our local pub. It wasn't really a burger so much as a fried breakfast between two baps - mushroom, fried egg, bacon & two sausages - with chips. It tasted divine. And I even managed to leave some of the chips.

Then we got home and I felt wasted. I slept for almost two hours and now I feel disgusting. I did go to the gym this morning. I did run 3.2kms cross country in 22 minutes. And I did feel like collapsing at the end of it all. Surely this much pain should negate any feelings of crapness at lunch time? No?

So, now I can't concentrate. I am certain there are things I need to be doing, I'm back to work tomorrow after all. But it's much easier to sit here and blog. The weather is terrible and we're expecting the Pa-In-Law (furthermore known as Pa or PIL) to arrive shortly (well this eve) to fit our new bath, this casts some doubt as to whether I can go the gym tomorrow morning - if we have no washing facilities I'll be damned if I'll shower at the gym - that's where I got my verucca from in the first place!

We're intending to have a smallish dinner tonight, on account of 'who knows what time the bathroom will be completed' but I think i might cook a small stirfry rather than have the planned Ginsters chicken slice and chips.

Maybe if I try to do 100 sit-ups I might feel slighty less of a bloater? Maybe if I do some push-ups too? Will I actually get up off my butt though? Unlikely.

Happy Monday!

x

Tuesday - made it to the gym, ran 1km, completed a 15 minute abs workout and then ran another 1km. Food - a healthy dinner with lots of veggies.

Wednesday - couldn't be bothered to get out of bed, went to work and found enough energy in the evening to go to the gym. Selected the intermediate cross country setting on the treadmill and ran for 2.9kms in 20 minutes! Food - handful of oven chips, two grilled sausages, baked beans and fried egg. Not particularly good or bad.

Thursday - oh that's today! Got to the gym for 8.20am and did some stomach crunchs by myself. Then did another 20 minutes on cross country. currently contemplating whether to go to Body attack - boss is expecting me and apparently its a new routine so nobody will know it. Problem, it's not til 8pm. Will cook dinner now and decide not whether to go later. Probably cooking a stir fry, if I ever move my ass.

Off work tomorrow so I'm not even sure I'll be awake in time for my usual weigh in at crack of dawn, or if I'll make it to the gym at all. Might try taking the bike out of its hidey hole and along the sea front. But might not.

It's the weekend. For me at least.

I'd type up my last few days successes and failures but my head hurts and my eyes are about to fall out my sockets with dryness/tiredness/square-eyedness. So I'll be back tomorrow or the next day to comment on my ever expanding waistline.

x

I scrambled outta bed at 6.50am and made it out the house by 7.05am which I was quite pleased about. Got to the gym and struggled to complete 3.5kms, but I did it, and a hearty pat on the back I gave myself.

Felt full of energy and ate healthy all day at work. It was sooo busy I was proud of myself. Then, after my driving lesson I let all the hard work go. One small dominoes pizza and chicken strippers later I feel bloated. At least it means I won't need a pudding!

Back to the gym tomorrow to work of half the calories from the pizza. Is there no end to this trouble?

This weekend has been an interesting one. I've done pretty much 'booger all' and I feel good for it. I had good intentions, but they never got anybody anywhere!

My darling hubby and his pa have successfully installed my new toilet and bathroom sink. My new sink is Mahoosive! Absolutely huge, and as both I and my mum have independently said "big enough to bathe a baby in". Not that that's happening for a wee while of course!

I did find the most luvverly floor tiles in Wickes but they worked out at £70 per m2 and seeing as the entire suite was only £1000 hubby (and everyone I've told) are a bit loathe to see me spend £300 on floor tiles alone I don't know why they don't have my vision for the room. Then again, as I'm hoping to sell next year maybe they are right?

I've had to get some different verucca stuff today, as just walking the 15 minutes into town was pure agony. I've got a 'freeze-it-off' application to replace the plaster treatment which in turn replaced the docs recommendation of tea-tree oil & a pumice stone.

I dunno bout anyone else but I'm bored of not being able to swim. This verucca freezing stuff is supposed to take upto 14 days before it falls off. Or I can re-apply it in 2 weeks if it hasn't worked. Either way, there is less pain than with the plaster treatment.

Tomorrow I must get back into a routine, gym in the morn, work & then driving in the pm. I've only a four day week next week - yippee so I should be pretty relaxed.

Hope anyone reading this has a good week also.

Loadsa love

Happy

x

I had my hospital appointment and I can confirm, thankfully, that I do not have gall stones. So, quite what was wrong with me to cause so much pain a month or so ago, is quite unknown. Luckily I haven't been in such pain for a while, I get brief moments but nothing traumatic. And I hope it never returns.

I'm contemplating the gym later, although I might just dust my bike off and go for a ride along the seafront if this glorious sunshine keeps up. I might look in the bike shop (or Argos) and see if there's a thing to measure distance/speed on a push bike. Maybe borrow a library book on bicycles as I still don't understand how to make the most of the 15 gears on bike.

It will be a relaxing day either way.

On the baby front, I've been reading my magazine 'Red' (which previously I felt was 'too old' for me, but the last two months I've been identifying with a lot of the people/stories in there) and found some amazing stories of family women who have started business or gone travelling with their children. It has reassured me somewhat that I could have kids AND a life, as I was worried I'm only just finding my own identity as a Mrs rather than Miss, nevermind the terrifying leap to Mummydom.

Well, I guess I am truly growing up... ooo-errr.

This morning I decided to stay in bed in a grumpy mood until I was woken by the shrill tones of our new house phone. It was too late to get to the gym by that point and I had no energy anyway.

Made myself a bowl of porridge with loads of raisins and then got ready for work. Yesterday and today at work there's been lots of junk food available, so I've been struggling, I had 5 strawberries from a table laden with chocolates and biscuits, and didn't have any pudding last night.

Saying that we had Indian at the curry house on Sunday night, I had two glasses of wine, naan bread + a pudding with my curry. But it was tasty.

So, anyway, today I succumbed to a handful of Maltesers (after lunch) and later 3 bits of proper Turkish delight. I felt so ill after that! But to make up for it I decided to go to the gym.

I'm actually quite gutted, as I've noticed that my some of my new clothes are starting to feel a wee bit tight, and I've only slacked off a bit, so as demotivated as I was, I now know I must maintain minimum of 3 gym visits a week.

So, today I came home from work and packed my rucksack and off I went to the gym. I was quite good, I set the treadmill for 30 minutes and in that time managed to run/walk 4kms. Not my best distance, but I tried to vary the slope, as I ran out of steam I walked up a steeper slope and when I could run I eased off the slope.

I've no idea if it's better to run or walk fast but I like keeping the distance up, and walking means a shorter distance. Must get some clarification on this...

Hubby and I are both going to try to cook more vegetables with dinner, and I really must get back into snacking on fruit and nuts instead of cakes (all be it home made ones). I'm also going to take it easy on the alcohol this weekend, we're out tomorrow night, to the friends house where i usually get totally wasted, but pa-in-law is due over Saturday morning to fit our new bathroom suite, so there'll be no water during the day, no toilet bowl, and lots of noise. So I'll be heading to the gym for my shower after a good workout over the weekend. And next week I hope to be back using our bathroom again.

Must do sit-ups some time soon. Belly heading south and only one month til the birthday (30 is apparently when your metabolism drops off, and your muscle starts to decrease so I'll be doing some weight training then to counteract this).

See ya

x

I only managed to run 3kms today, tomorrow is weigh in so Im not gonna hold my breath coz i think I'll be disappointed, still keeping the weight off is good, think I might need to maintain current weight for a while with no expectations then start to whittle it down in a month or so.

Compliments flood in still so I'm gonna keep it simple, and keep plugging away.

x