All I seem to talk about is food!

I just had to make the other night's cauliflower rice again last night. It was so tasty. I added to it a bit. A few veggies and some kidney beans made it like a vegan, cauliflower rice risotto. I decided to go meat free. With using kidney beans instead of meat and cauli instead of rice, I ended up having loads of calories out of my allowance left, and that's not even counting the exercise cals that I earned! I thought about eating a jar of biscuit spread that TMM had bought me. Yes, you read that right. Biscuit spread! WTF? Seriously? Who thinks this shit up?  It might sound as if TMM is making a habit of buying me unhealthy things. Normally, he doesn't, but both of these things, the meerkats a couple of nights ago, and the biscuit spread, are things we'd spoken about. The spread particularly, we talked about in Edinburgh, with a waitress one evening. I fancied trying it, especially when she said she'd eat the whole jar, with a spoon, while watching a film. The jar is 190g. And it has 1017 cals! How many??? And 190g? Sure, that wouldn't fill a gap in your tooth! I could have eaten the whole jar, but I would have had to use my hard earned, running cals. So it didn't happen. I took a wee taste, just to see what it was like. Very sweet. I has a big yogurt instead.

I finished yesterday having eaten 1164 cals. Bang on allowance!

Today I have finished pretty much bang on target too. No exercise calories earned, but my food has been okay. TMM made dinner, smoked fish, potatoes, carrots and brocolli. It was a nice, low cal meal. I had 350 cals left, and I hadn't had dark chocolate for ages, so TMM and I took a bit of a walk to ASDA and I bought a bar. I deliberately do not add chocolate and other treats to the ASDA delivery, so it means that if we want anything like that, it's not in the cupboard, we have to make the effort to go out for it.

Today's health related discovery was made after dinner. I was singing and playing the guitar when I realized how much easier my breathing is while singing. It was in a Cat Stevens song that I've found hard to reach some of the notes before.  It was ages since I'd played it. And tonight, it was no problem. Before I started this particular weight loss attempt, I had a goal that my guitar, a jumbo Fender, would look big on me. Obviously, when I was big, the guitar didn't look it. But now I'm a bit smaller, the guitar is starting to look quite large. Result!

My cousin is getting married in July and she's asked me to sing and play a couple of songs at the ceremony. Her date coincides, almost to the day, with the date I'd set myself to be at target. Even as it stands now, I would feel okay standing in front of a load of strangers, singing. I wouldn't feel awkward, or like a hefelump. This time a few months ago, I would have. But hopefully, come July, I'll be at goal, and feeling even more fab. (God, any more fabulous and I will be genuinely unbearable!) Actually, I had a dress in mind that I wanted to get back into, which I might have worn. But it fits me now! And as I've every intention of being one or two sizes smaller by then, I think I'll have yo rethink my wedding wardrobe ideas. Such fun!