Day 23.To carb or not to carb

Another day of hitting my Fitbit goals! Beginners Body Coach session this morning, followed by a peanut butter bar, walk at lunchtime and 1/2 an M&S beef and horseradish sandwich with a (very) small slice of lemon cake and a cup of tea. Was planning on doing another Body Combat class tonight but was running late so went for a 45 minute walk instead and had a fishfinger sandwich for tea. **Have to just tell you that my autocorrect changed ‘fishfinger’ to ‘fishmonger’ – so very glad I noticed that & changed it back again otherwise you’d be wondering what kind of blog this was!!!!

Tonight I’m pondering my swerve to carbs when I’m feeling tired, rushed, stressed or emotional. I’m not a ‘no carbs, no way’ kinda girl – you’ll have noticed that I expect. But I wonder if I can re-train myself to become less dependent upon them. Granted, all the great foods are carbaholic – chips (fries), pasta, mashed potato, cakes, bread, pastry.. my mouth is watering – but I’m looking at my body and wondering if, as the saying goes ‘abs are made in the kitchen’, I need to get a bit tougher with myself. After I’ve eaten the other half of that sandwich tomorrow, of course.

Any thoughts?

 

 

 

Day 9. Humph Day

Ok, so I know that that’s not the right name for Wednesday but I’m just not feeling it. Today I’m all about the humph. Don’t ask me why – you know what I’ll say.

Maybe it’s my 48-year old hormones, as I do feel very podgy today. Does anyone else wake up some days with the makings of a 6-pack and then the next like they’re 8 months pregnant or is that just me? I have to say, I’m unimpressed that my body can do that. Yeah, yeah, I should probably look at my diet, maybe cut out some refined stuff, maybe gluten, yada yada yada.. but really.

On the menu today was a slice of toast from a small loaf, with butter along with a cuppa. Pretty standard. Lunch was another small slice, toasted, with 1/4 smushed avocado all topped with the leftover chicken from yesterday’s Nando’s. Dinner was garlic mushrooms followed by 3 squares of Dairy Milk. Yes, I realise I’m pretty hopeless, but I’m just being real – I could lie and you’d never know, y’know.

Still, I walked again tonight. This time I tried to up the pace and get the blood pumping. I’m on Episode 8 now of Serial and I just can’t make out Jay. Can’t shake the feeling that there’s more to be unravelled there. But back to the walking. Will it help me I wonder, all these steps? Will I start to notice my legs start to get a bit firmer? My bum a little less droopy? Or am I going to have to haul my sorry ass the the gym? Answers on a postcard please. I’m off to bed.

Night night x

 

Day 7. Highs and lows

So I have completed the first week of my challenge. It hasn’t gone entirely to plan to be honest, but then I’ve learnt a lot about myself this week. Like? Well, like how I am actually more resilient than I think. Maybe it’s your influence, but I know that in the past after blow-out days I’d have spiralled and turned it into a blow-out week. Somehow, this time, I’ve managed to see it for what it is – just a day. I’ve also learnt that I need to have more resolve when OH tries to sabotage my efforts!

This morning – stupidly – I got on the scales again, even though weigh-in day isn’t until tomorrow. I felt dejected when I saw that instead of a smaller figure, it was a larger one that was displayed. I confess that it did make me feel both a bit fed up and rather angry with myself for indulging so much. That being said, maybe it’s no bad thing – let’s face it, if I’d eaten the way I had over the past 3 days and then experience a loss, I’d be kidding myself that eating junk & drinking rather a lot was absolutely fine. It is, of course, just not 4 days out of 7..

So with that in mind I prepped lunch and set off for work. Lunch was taken in the garden at work on a beanbag with a book. A salad of lettuce, tomatoes, cucumber, green beans, mushrooms and spring onion with some hot smoked salmon. It was delicious – and so was the sunshine.

It was so hot this evening that I delayed going out for my evening walk until 8.30 when it was a little cooler. I couldn’t persuade anyone to come with me so listened to another couple of episodes of ‘Serial’. I’m hooked already. Did he do it?

Off to bed now, Fitbit challenges all completed with an hour of walking, 9.5km covered in 15,000 steps and somehow I’ve climbed 38 flights of stairs. I reckon that’s pretty high.