I've been very lazy this week regarding my blog. There hasn't been much going on, beyond more of the same. I'm eating well, staying within my allowance (for the most part) and running a few times a week. This week, I've actually run each morning before work, and have managed to get my 5k time consistently below thirty-four minutes, which I'm pleases with. I'd love to be able to do the Parkrun tomorrow, and try to go sub thirty, but I'm going to Mum's tonight, so we'll go for a walk in the morning instead, weather permitting. I'll aim to Parkrun again next week.
I'm not sure why, but I sort of feel as if I won't loose weight this week. Even if I didn't, it wouldn't be the end of the world. I'm getting close to the finish line, and things are bound to slow up. But there's no real reason for my pessimism. I look good and I've eaten and exercised well. I think I'm just a bit afraid of my control slipping. Today I've eaten some jelly sweets and minstrals. They are counted, but I still feel a bit guilty. Daft. It's not helped by all the left over Halloween sweets. I've only eaten a few, and I counted them, but I still felt guilty because they weren't planned. I need to work on keeping stuff in perspective. It's good for me to remember positive stuff, like TMM hugging me from behind, and how far round me his arms can go nowadays. And yesterday he bought me a new running outfit, apropos of nothing, just coz he said I've done so well, and I deserve some workout gear that fits me properly. It's all size fourteen! As were the jeans, teeshirt and cardi yesterday, that I wore to work.
My vanity continues. I find that I'm standing more at my desk in the office. I could argue that it's because it's better for me than sitting on my arse all day, but I know it's really because I know I look better at that angle. Yip. So vain! Anyway, as I contemplate eating stuff that I haven't planned, and worry about losing control of my eating again, I will try to tell myself that the occasional sweet isn't a problem, and I will remind myself of how far I've come, just since March.
I'm not sure why, but I sort of feel as if I won't loose weight this week. Even if I didn't, it wouldn't be the end of the world. I'm getting close to the finish line, and things are bound to slow up. But there's no real reason for my pessimism. I look good and I've eaten and exercised well. I think I'm just a bit afraid of my control slipping. Today I've eaten some jelly sweets and minstrals. They are counted, but I still feel a bit guilty. Daft. It's not helped by all the left over Halloween sweets. I've only eaten a few, and I counted them, but I still felt guilty because they weren't planned. I need to work on keeping stuff in perspective. It's good for me to remember positive stuff, like TMM hugging me from behind, and how far round me his arms can go nowadays. And yesterday he bought me a new running outfit, apropos of nothing, just coz he said I've done so well, and I deserve some workout gear that fits me properly. It's all size fourteen! As were the jeans, teeshirt and cardi yesterday, that I wore to work.
My vanity continues. I find that I'm standing more at my desk in the office. I could argue that it's because it's better for me than sitting on my arse all day, but I know it's really because I know I look better at that angle. Yip. So vain! Anyway, as I contemplate eating stuff that I haven't planned, and worry about losing control of my eating again, I will try to tell myself that the occasional sweet isn't a problem, and I will remind myself of how far I've come, just since March.
Old photos of me. Only a few years ago. And not at my biggest!
Me last night, trying on my new gear. Looking fit and healthy. And NORMAL!!!
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