What a week. Never ends. Almost two weeks ago I caught the flu, almost two weeks later ... I still have flu - OVER IT! I suffered for a couple of days and thought I was recovering, until Thursday just gone. I couldn't get out of bed. Physically my body had NOTHING. There was no energy, I truly felt like I had been hit by a truck. I spent most of the day under the doner in bed, not fun at all. I have screamed many times about staying in bed all day and ignoring the world, but I didn't want to be sick in doing so!!!! Friday I was slightly better but three days later I am still blowing out and coughing up crap. UGH!
Well today I achieved another 'first'. I pushed myself and 14kg son in pram, despite the flu, 5.6km. I extended my morning walk by an hour and boy do I have wobbly knees or what!! I had pizza and wine last night and my birthday is in 4 days time ... be prepared they say LOL. I wasn't going to extend the walk as the flu really has flawed me but I stuck 'Shannan the BL Trainer' in my head and off I went. Up over another hill and off I went. I left son's school at 8.41am and got home at 9.41am, then used a website to figure out the distance I travelled ... 5.6km. Whoo hooo....
My last weigh-in was on Friday morn, I was at 117.5kg and according to the WW website my loss brought up a star for a 10% loss. Yay me :0)
Monday, April 19, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
13042010 - Hello Highway
Well, we think we have finally discovered the on-ramp to that highway and off we go ... bwaaa ha ha ha. I've had a good day today. No, no, stop that applause now! I know its been a long time in coming, but todays a 'keeper'! ;0)
For starters, my eldest son returned to school after holidays, hello at least 40 minutes walking!!! Secondly, my youngest son - 'terror tot toilet trainer' - ran off to the toilet down the hallway ... at least forty times today, so there must be calorie burning brownie points for me somewhere, and lets not forget the continual crouching down when accompanying him to the toilet!! And thirdly, he only had one 'accident' and his 'number twos' made it into the porcelein - ITS BEEN A DARN GOOD DAY!!!
Oh and I almost forgot Number Four ... I somehow lost 600grams in 24hrs. There was no exercise, I am the zonked out phelgm monster at the moment and my scales register - 118.0kg. Thank you, I'll claim that :0) My next thing to do is to work out my goals as my birthday quickly approaches. I'm thinking 114.9kg by July or if I stretch it, maybe 109.9kg by Ekka time, early August, thats 8kg in 4mths. Its do-able but maybe high-hoping. On the positive side is, its getting cooler and I always find that I succeed better at these weight loss journeys when its cooler... mmmmm soup time!!
Then there's September ... FUN RUN TIME!!! Ohhhhhh, PICK YA SELVES UP OFF THE GROUND PEOPLE and STOP THE GIGGLING !!!!! Bwaaa ha ha ha ha ;0) For those not in Brisbane, our city has a 'fun-run' called "Bridge to Brisbane" every year, normally the first Sunday morn in September. Back in 2001, I attempted and finished it .... in a time of 2hrs and something ... eat ya heart out Steve Monegetti!!! Bwaaa ha ha. But I think I was 20kg lighter than what I am now too. The race starts at the bottom of the Gateway Bridge and you skull drag your backside up the bridge first before another 10+kg straight run or waddle ;0) Yeah, get the wicked bit out of the way first! But one of the truly wonderful memories I have in doing this race is, you finally get to the peak of the bridge and suddenly a jumbo jet roars over your head ... its just minutes from landing at Brissy Airport. Absolutely wonderful moment in time in my life. So, I have 4-5mths to think about this race. If I get under 110kg, I just might do it, not sure. Just another 'goal' to think about. Also, I want to see if the "St George Dragon" is still entering. The year I went, she tripped and couldn't get up, with 5000+ roaring up behind her. There was arms and legs going off like a cockroach who had overdosed on Mortein ... sorry, its a 'you had to be there' type of moment in time LOL
Ugh, what happened to my early night!!! Bwaaa ha ha ha ...
For starters, my eldest son returned to school after holidays, hello at least 40 minutes walking!!! Secondly, my youngest son - 'terror tot toilet trainer' - ran off to the toilet down the hallway ... at least forty times today, so there must be calorie burning brownie points for me somewhere, and lets not forget the continual crouching down when accompanying him to the toilet!! And thirdly, he only had one 'accident' and his 'number twos' made it into the porcelein - ITS BEEN A DARN GOOD DAY!!!
Oh and I almost forgot Number Four ... I somehow lost 600grams in 24hrs. There was no exercise, I am the zonked out phelgm monster at the moment and my scales register - 118.0kg. Thank you, I'll claim that :0) My next thing to do is to work out my goals as my birthday quickly approaches. I'm thinking 114.9kg by July or if I stretch it, maybe 109.9kg by Ekka time, early August, thats 8kg in 4mths. Its do-able but maybe high-hoping. On the positive side is, its getting cooler and I always find that I succeed better at these weight loss journeys when its cooler... mmmmm soup time!!
Then there's September ... FUN RUN TIME!!! Ohhhhhh, PICK YA SELVES UP OFF THE GROUND PEOPLE and STOP THE GIGGLING !!!!! Bwaaa ha ha ha ha ;0) For those not in Brisbane, our city has a 'fun-run' called "Bridge to Brisbane" every year, normally the first Sunday morn in September. Back in 2001, I attempted and finished it .... in a time of 2hrs and something ... eat ya heart out Steve Monegetti!!! Bwaaa ha ha. But I think I was 20kg lighter than what I am now too. The race starts at the bottom of the Gateway Bridge and you skull drag your backside up the bridge first before another 10+kg straight run or waddle ;0) Yeah, get the wicked bit out of the way first! But one of the truly wonderful memories I have in doing this race is, you finally get to the peak of the bridge and suddenly a jumbo jet roars over your head ... its just minutes from landing at Brissy Airport. Absolutely wonderful moment in time in my life. So, I have 4-5mths to think about this race. If I get under 110kg, I just might do it, not sure. Just another 'goal' to think about. Also, I want to see if the "St George Dragon" is still entering. The year I went, she tripped and couldn't get up, with 5000+ roaring up behind her. There was arms and legs going off like a cockroach who had overdosed on Mortein ... sorry, its a 'you had to be there' type of moment in time LOL
Ugh, what happened to my early night!!! Bwaaa ha ha ha ...
Monday, April 12, 2010
12042010 - I donnnn't believe it ...
Okay, let us jump on the honesty soap box for a while ... well, until my boys finish their morning tea and start distracting me yet again ;0) The past three weeks for me have been absolutely POOP-HOUSE! I could have used the "S" word but I'm being polite for a change ... LOL.
The past 3 weeks I have veered off my weight loss highway and have been off road driving thru some very rough terrein. I've hit the relationship potholes, the toilet training potholes (these ones will be continual me thinks!), the whoas me potholes, the "I feel like crap" potholes ... just to name a few. Yesterday I was not well at all and once again I had to cook dinner whilst my hubby lay sleeping downstairs. Was I happy whilst I was suffering the hot and cold chills??? No. I have most probably consumed a cellar full of wine in that time as well. I am not happy with myself, it is clear that I still can't control my 'emotional eating/drinking'.
But I knew one thing, I had to somehow veer back on that highway again. I don't want or like the rocky road I am on at the moment. I don't want to be this size anymore. So, this morning I got back on those scales again and I anticipated a big gain ... maybe 123kg, hey, I've had bucket loads of wine and ice cream, I was not kidding myself here. What did those scales of mine say??? 118.6kg ... I could not believe my eyes. 118.6???? Where and how and why??? Yes, I just finished period and normally I do have a big weight loss after that 'pleasurable' time of the month. But I still vision the wine, ice cream, cheese ... and I'm still 118.6!!!
And that was the boost I needed. Time to start again, hellllo Square One yet again LOL. Not all is as bad as I predicted. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be this 'up' if those scales did show up 122 or 123kg but to see 118.6kg, it was the rescue rope I desperately needed. I said at the very start I wanted to be 119.9 by the time my birthday came around in April. Well, I'm 11 days out from one birthday and thankfully I made my goal.
I see this journey like a game of "Snakes & Ladders" ... some days we will find those ladders to take us high ... and then there's the snakes, that will take us mighty low.
Fingers crossed I'm climbing that ladder again...
The past 3 weeks I have veered off my weight loss highway and have been off road driving thru some very rough terrein. I've hit the relationship potholes, the toilet training potholes (these ones will be continual me thinks!), the whoas me potholes, the "I feel like crap" potholes ... just to name a few. Yesterday I was not well at all and once again I had to cook dinner whilst my hubby lay sleeping downstairs. Was I happy whilst I was suffering the hot and cold chills??? No. I have most probably consumed a cellar full of wine in that time as well. I am not happy with myself, it is clear that I still can't control my 'emotional eating/drinking'.
But I knew one thing, I had to somehow veer back on that highway again. I don't want or like the rocky road I am on at the moment. I don't want to be this size anymore. So, this morning I got back on those scales again and I anticipated a big gain ... maybe 123kg, hey, I've had bucket loads of wine and ice cream, I was not kidding myself here. What did those scales of mine say??? 118.6kg ... I could not believe my eyes. 118.6???? Where and how and why??? Yes, I just finished period and normally I do have a big weight loss after that 'pleasurable' time of the month. But I still vision the wine, ice cream, cheese ... and I'm still 118.6!!!
And that was the boost I needed. Time to start again, hellllo Square One yet again LOL. Not all is as bad as I predicted. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't be this 'up' if those scales did show up 122 or 123kg but to see 118.6kg, it was the rescue rope I desperately needed. I said at the very start I wanted to be 119.9 by the time my birthday came around in April. Well, I'm 11 days out from one birthday and thankfully I made my goal.
I see this journey like a game of "Snakes & Ladders" ... some days we will find those ladders to take us high ... and then there's the snakes, that will take us mighty low.
Fingers crossed I'm climbing that ladder again...
Saturday, April 10, 2010
10042010 - Still strugglin' ...
Yep, still struggling to get back on the Weight Loss Highway. I am for sure stuck on the bumpy off-road at the moment!!! Its been a truly crappy week. Its school holidays and we are all sick with the flu, every single one of us. Stuffy heads, crappy nose, chucky coughs and also throw in one anti-toilet training terror tot. Oh whoas-me ... LOL. However, the neighbour issues have temporarily ceased and I'm doing my darnest to become Brisbane's new "Mrs Mangel" to discover wants happened. The brats have been grounded inside their house, their mother who confronted us is missing in action, most probably in hospital, at 28wks pregnant with twins. As much as her attitude has sent our blood pressure up, we hope she and her bubs are okay :0(
But there is one little teeny weeny bit of good news. This morning, I did a naughty. I went to the shops without having breakfast. A big no no if you are trying to lose weight. I wanted to get to the shops early enough for a car park and to be first up at the hairdressers, which I achieved ... with no food in the belly. So, after haircut, I go to big Westfield eatery for my breakky. I stood and looked at McDonalds breakky menu and literally, my stomach turned. Bacon Mc Muffin, Sausage McMuffin, grease, grease and have some more grease with your grease ... would you like fries with your grease LOL. I had no love for the McDonalds empire, so I moved along. I had a Subway Roast Chicken Sub instead, and under 6kgs of fat thank you very much. Yeah, yeah, I shouldn't have left the house without breakfast in the first place ... but have you seen the queue outside "Just Cutz" at 9.10am on a Saturday morn?? I rest my case ;0)
So fingers crossed I find the smooth highway of weight loss in the new week as son goes back to school for Term 2 and hopefully all head colds will clear so I can get active yet again.
And yes, I'm too chicken this week to get out the scales ....
But there is one little teeny weeny bit of good news. This morning, I did a naughty. I went to the shops without having breakfast. A big no no if you are trying to lose weight. I wanted to get to the shops early enough for a car park and to be first up at the hairdressers, which I achieved ... with no food in the belly. So, after haircut, I go to big Westfield eatery for my breakky. I stood and looked at McDonalds breakky menu and literally, my stomach turned. Bacon Mc Muffin, Sausage McMuffin, grease, grease and have some more grease with your grease ... would you like fries with your grease LOL. I had no love for the McDonalds empire, so I moved along. I had a Subway Roast Chicken Sub instead, and under 6kgs of fat thank you very much. Yeah, yeah, I shouldn't have left the house without breakfast in the first place ... but have you seen the queue outside "Just Cutz" at 9.10am on a Saturday morn?? I rest my case ;0)
So fingers crossed I find the smooth highway of weight loss in the new week as son goes back to school for Term 2 and hopefully all head colds will clear so I can get active yet again.
And yes, I'm too chicken this week to get out the scales ....
Saturday, April 3, 2010
03042010 - Still wriggling ...
Dang, this pothole is tough to get out of ;0) Anyone want to throw me down a rope???
Yes, I'm still doin' my darnest to get wriggling out of dreaded pothole of 'couldn't give a damn-ness' and onto the 'highway of healthiness' again. If its not one thing, its another. Now we have neighbour 'issues' driving us insane, making us drink many mugs of wine and consume well, nothing naughty really, just wine ;0) I mean, how dare we complain about their darlings using our busy road as their private playground. How dare we, huh??? Weeks ago 'Mummy Dearest' swore to us that 'my boys don't dare play on the street', to the current 'They play safely on the street and always move if cars approach..." Bulllll crapppp. If its not relationship issssues, and the 'don't give a damn' family next door .... it can also be the Easter Bunny's responsibility that them eggs somehow end up in my belly. Shakes angry fist at the naughty Easter Bunny.... watch out Easter Bunny, Anna Bligh might sell you too! (Sorry, thats QLD humour there!)
This week I haven't got the guts or balls to jump on my scales, weigh in was supposed to be yesterday morning. I know I've most probably jumped back up into the 120kgs yet again. My biggest hurdle this upcoming week, despite avoiding anymore of them horribly tasting choccie easter eggs, is when and where am I going to exercise. My son is now on school holidays for about 10 days, so there goes my hill climbs!!! If its not one thing, its another!!!
Yesterday, was Good Friday here in Oz and instead of sitting home staring vaguely into a Facebook screen, we actually WENT OUT!!! Yeah, I got parole for the day ;0) We were invited to a very big bike ride which happens every Good Friday and somehow we haven't attended before. Probably because 'the hubby' wasn't the keen cyclist he is trying to be at the moment. He has gotten right into cycling and has a couple of 'attachments' for our two sons to accompany him. You are waiting to read what kind of bike I have, aren't you???? Well firstly i still consider myself far too fat for a bike at present. Secondly I have NEVER riden a bicycle, at all. Well I used to love riding a school mate's girly dragster in the late 1970s, but thats it. My mother refused to buy me a bike, so I never learnt or experience riding like one would today. Thirdly, the last time I rode anything with two wheels ie. a Gold Coast moped, I crashed head first into an apartment wall, my glass lens popped out and sliced my face apart, just missing my right eye. This all happened on the day an earthquake shattered Newcastle in NSW in 1989. So the likes of Anna Meares, Lance Armstrong have absolutely nothing to worry about ;0)
Anyways, yesterdays bike ride, family thing, hubby rode with 37kg of sons behind him. Starting at Sandgate, reaching eastern side of Redcliffe and back again. I drove ;0) , someone had to transport the morning tea ... LOL . So we shall see how my journey on the weight loss highway goes for the next 50 odd weeks and see if I join in the 'bike train' next year. Even if I lost 50kg, I still don't know if I could do it. Like I said, I've never really riden a bike and I still remember smashing my fat head against that solid brick wall, unfortunately that memory will not fade :0(
Oh, how I wish I could buy a bucket load of confidence ....
Yes, I'm still doin' my darnest to get wriggling out of dreaded pothole of 'couldn't give a damn-ness' and onto the 'highway of healthiness' again. If its not one thing, its another. Now we have neighbour 'issues' driving us insane, making us drink many mugs of wine and consume well, nothing naughty really, just wine ;0) I mean, how dare we complain about their darlings using our busy road as their private playground. How dare we, huh??? Weeks ago 'Mummy Dearest' swore to us that 'my boys don't dare play on the street', to the current 'They play safely on the street and always move if cars approach..." Bulllll crapppp. If its not relationship issssues, and the 'don't give a damn' family next door .... it can also be the Easter Bunny's responsibility that them eggs somehow end up in my belly. Shakes angry fist at the naughty Easter Bunny.... watch out Easter Bunny, Anna Bligh might sell you too! (Sorry, thats QLD humour there!)
This week I haven't got the guts or balls to jump on my scales, weigh in was supposed to be yesterday morning. I know I've most probably jumped back up into the 120kgs yet again. My biggest hurdle this upcoming week, despite avoiding anymore of them horribly tasting choccie easter eggs, is when and where am I going to exercise. My son is now on school holidays for about 10 days, so there goes my hill climbs!!! If its not one thing, its another!!!
Yesterday, was Good Friday here in Oz and instead of sitting home staring vaguely into a Facebook screen, we actually WENT OUT!!! Yeah, I got parole for the day ;0) We were invited to a very big bike ride which happens every Good Friday and somehow we haven't attended before. Probably because 'the hubby' wasn't the keen cyclist he is trying to be at the moment. He has gotten right into cycling and has a couple of 'attachments' for our two sons to accompany him. You are waiting to read what kind of bike I have, aren't you???? Well firstly i still consider myself far too fat for a bike at present. Secondly I have NEVER riden a bicycle, at all. Well I used to love riding a school mate's girly dragster in the late 1970s, but thats it. My mother refused to buy me a bike, so I never learnt or experience riding like one would today. Thirdly, the last time I rode anything with two wheels ie. a Gold Coast moped, I crashed head first into an apartment wall, my glass lens popped out and sliced my face apart, just missing my right eye. This all happened on the day an earthquake shattered Newcastle in NSW in 1989. So the likes of Anna Meares, Lance Armstrong have absolutely nothing to worry about ;0)
Anyways, yesterdays bike ride, family thing, hubby rode with 37kg of sons behind him. Starting at Sandgate, reaching eastern side of Redcliffe and back again. I drove ;0) , someone had to transport the morning tea ... LOL . So we shall see how my journey on the weight loss highway goes for the next 50 odd weeks and see if I join in the 'bike train' next year. Even if I lost 50kg, I still don't know if I could do it. Like I said, I've never really riden a bike and I still remember smashing my fat head against that solid brick wall, unfortunately that memory will not fade :0(
Oh, how I wish I could buy a bucket load of confidence ....
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