Jog, log and blog!

Spurred on by inspiration from both the always gorgeous BikerBabe and super hot mama, Helabells I got up for a run this morning, and feel as if I've started Monday on an excellent footing. The gee up that I received from reading the girlies' blogs was helped by the fact that I do live in an amazingly lovely part of the world. It's a joy to run with scenery like this.

I feel refreshed and awake after my shower, and I have to say, after another great pooh. This is a habit I could get used to. I just need the time! It's a time consuming process, this joggging, logging and blogging! Ahh, TMM! He does have a wonderful turn of phrase.

TMM and I are thinking of heading away for a few days, last-minute, and I find myself preoccupied with how I will cope away from home. Eating my fry up at the weekend, even two days in a row, as I did this week, is not the same as eating out, every meal, for four days. At home, I make adjustments on the rest of the food that I eat that day. That won't be so easy while away. So I think my campaign plan will include eating lighter breakfasts. We'll probably book room only, so will eat at cafés for brekkie. I foresee scrambled eggs or porridge in my near future, though I find it very difficult to pass up a fry. I reckon we'll both probably skip lunch. That's what we do when we've had food out at the weekends. At home, we don't even have much of a tea on those days. 

How do normal people do it? How do they eat while they are on holiday and not make pigs of themselves and not come back a stone heavier? Okay, we'll only be away three nights if we go, so a stone gain would be going some, but seriously, these mythical "normal" people? How do they manage?

But enough worrying about what we're going to do if we go away.

I coloured my hair yesterday. I'm back to being a full on red head. I think it suits me, and makes my face look a little thinner.

It's not to cover the grey. Honest ;-) It perks me up to do it, gives me a fresh look, especially as I haven't dyed it for ages. Mind you, I don't need much perking up at the minute. I'm in such good form after my loss this week. 

I hope that that feeling will carry me through if we go away. And I really hope it will remind me that feeling like this is so much better than anything I could eat.  The progress I've made has been so amazing, it would be daft to ruin it, even for a few days away with the love of my life. He won't want me to make myself unhappy either.

Progress over the last six months

We're talking about going to Edinburgh. The last time I as there was with the Weightwatchers girlies. We did not eat like WWers, I can tell you. And one of the best, and worst, things we discoverd (or rather Amazing remembered) was where the fudge shop was. Oh my goodness. What fresh Hell would it be to go there again! Thankfully, as I recall, it is not on the main street, so hopefully we would not go past it. But TMM likes to explore so if we do "do" (Teehee, I said "do do." Do do means pooh! [But I digress]) Edinburgh, we probably will find it.

Edinburgh, the last time I was there

One good thing if we go away. I won't be worried about the size of my bum in plane seats. We would be flying economy, Easyjet or something of that ilk, so space is at a premium and I've been in the position before of being uber self conscious of my size on a flight. It was mortifying to be so self aware, sitting beside some poor random, spilling over in to their space and sweating because I got so warm. The embarasment didn't help, as I would flush with scunderment as well as just the general heat I always dealt with because my body was so blanketed with blubber. One particular trip was all the harder because I was going to The Shetland Islands, and that meant two planes each way. So I had to try to make sure I got the window seat four times, instead of just two. It was easier to sit slightly side on in a window seat, allowing for a little more room. Thank goodness for sympathetic flight staff. The girl on one of the flights was really nice. It would have been so much more unpleasant if she hadn't been so good. And believe me when I say, it was bad enough as it was.

I was in the shower after my run this morning, and I started noticing more bones. There are distinct lumps and bumps under my skin. And I'm fairly sure that they're ment to be there. It's an odd feeling. The main one that I felt this morning was my collar bone. I commented on it a few weeks ago. It's a little more pronounced, even this short amount of time later.  We were lying in bed the other night, I was on my side and TMM was spooned behind me. He put his hand on my hip and had a wee feel around (Oi! don't be rude! :-D ) He could definitely feel that something was different. Then he realized. He could feel a hip bone! I don't know if he's ever felt a hip bone on me. What's next, eh? Ribs???

Last night, I checked my old WW blog for my lowest weight. I wanted to see where I am now, in comparison to where I was then. Almost exactly three years ago, I was 168lb. Only ten pounds lighter than I am now. Wow! I'm close to being the lightest I've been for years. So that's the next major mini goal, after the six stone loss mark, which is only two pounds away. Lose two pounds, hit six stone off, then lose another nine to get to 167lb, and just under twelve stone.

Oh yeah! It's all to play for. It's ON baby!!!