Excuse my whilst I digest that three course meal my wonderful mother just provided. Prawn starter, steak and potatoes and brownies for desert courtesy of an old Christmas episode of Nigella's which planted the 'let's make a new tradition!' seed in mum's head. Cheers nige'!
Today had been a good day until that calorie splurge for tea but I don't mind in the slightest. Like I said previously, this week is off limits to calorie counting! I skipped breakfast again due to the same weird stomach feelings as yesterday...which also meant I skipped out on my evening meal yesterday as well. I just didn't feel right..I don't know if I was just overful from dinner, or if it was the IBS or psychological stupidness about this virus. Or a combination of all three. But I was so convinced that I was going to be spending my night on the floor of the bathroom. Luckily this was not the case or I would have been most displeased. So instead I chose to not chance it and skip another meal. So yesterday was pretty much awesome from a calorie standpoint, probably about 1200 eaten and then a 40 minute stint on the bike worth of calories taken off. Not so great from a health standpoint as I know meal skipping isn't the best way to lose weight..well not the most healthy way to do it anyways. I do wish I was one of those people who didn't care about food though. Life would be so much easier.
I weighed myself this morning and at the moment I have started my Christmas binge at 14 stone 3 pounds. We'll see what that number is at come the 1st..Not that I'm overly concerned though like I said before. My drive to lose weight has taken a back seat recently because I have been stressed waiting on hospital nonsense, but now I have results I can get back on the bandwagon. Hopefully I can sort out my rowing machine by then as well. If not I'm quite tempted to just buy a new one. I believe my first trusty one was around the £60 mark. Not an awful lot of money. I imagine that it would be a better investment to buy one of the more expensive ones, but quite frankly that one did the job and also, it was pretty lightweight so easily shifted between rooms. For now, the bike will do.
My other exercise outlet is walking my two terriers (one more than the other. I have a westie of 9 who refuses to leave the house unless it's the perfect temperature. Not too hot, nowhere near cold and DEFINITELY no wet). However, the rain lashing down at the moment is destroying both my will to go on long treks, and my choice of routes. I live near some woods and also a big expanse of fields but both are so waterlogged that no one, woman nor beast, would enjoy trudging through them. So they have to make do with a 20-30 minute walk and my heart has to put up with about 15-30 minutes less cardio.
For this week though I don't even have to worry about shoe horning in any sort of work outs, and instead can concentrate solely on maintaining a cool glass of wine and a piping roast turkey (post work tomorrow unfortunately. The old dears don't stop for Christmas so neither do I).
Merry Christmas to anyone who actually reads this blog. I doubt there will be an update tomorrow due to roast coma.
For now my festive dears, good boo.
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