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Saturday, 27 August 2011

Too much fun = Two pounds on

Yes not surprisingly a fortnight of fun can't go without punishment. Thank goodness I kept up the exercise otherwise it coulda been a lot worse. The hen do was a good reminder of how far I still have to go. Although i was having great fun i still felt conscious of being big and was disappointed when i saw the photos. It's nowhere near as bad as I looked and felt last summer but it still makes me feel sad.

On average I've lost 1lb per week this year. Not exactly stellar but should stay off at least. Time to shift it up a gear if I'm going to lose 7lbs and get into the 12s by the wedding do in 3 weeks time. I'm leaving dress shopping until the last minute that's for sure! If I can't find anything I'll go with my existing LBD with a bright shrug and shoes. A shrug is essential as I have a hideous t-shirt tan which no amount of fake tan will even out. I like this one but that means trying to find pink shoes in autumn.

and if I get high heels the entire look will be ruined by me needing this accessory:

Waaaaay too much fun

Well haven't I been utterly pants at blogging this month? But it's been one of the best Augusts in recent memory and I haven't even been on holiday yet. Of course now I can't remember everything that's been going on but some highlights:

Racing around Oulton Park with my Dad. I've never seen him so excited, it was lovely to see him living life to the full.

Meeting more lovely sweaty people at bootcamp including a hideous session running up the hill to the Hunting tower at the top of the pic below. I actually found running back down worse as I thundered down like an out of control hippo in tap shoes.

I got some mountain biking mojo back thanks to Ads who was a great coach and I was blown away by how amazing her riding skills are.

And last weekend she had the best Hen Do ever at a camping barn in the peak district. I can't remember the last time I laughed so much. Including a particularly embarrassing incident in the crowded toilet block when I had a giggling fit so bad I couldn't get off the toilet. Here we are on the tractor in our toilet paper wedding dresses (as you do).

and during the hen do I was introduced to the delights of cherry brandy cocktails. Hmmmmmmmm!

Sunday, 21 August 2011

I'm never drinking again....

Been a bit rubbish with blogging this week but it's not because I've gone off the rails but because I've been doing lots. Yey!

Am currently on a hen do suffering from a colossal hangover following a brilliant night which included a ride in a tractor digger bucket whilst wearing a toilet paper wedding dress. Pics and a thorough update to follow...

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Monday, 8 August 2011

Smaller weights and great mates

I was dreading getting weighed at the docs last friday as part of a routine checkup. Their analogue scale showed me up to 13 stone 12 arrggghh! I thought "how can I have put 5lbs on since i last weighed myself at home last friday?!" I said to the nurse I was a lot lighter on my scales at home and she said "well I shouldn't say this, but so am I, so I think these are broken". Well don't bloody use them then! Plus she typed 14 stone into my records. I somehow fought the urge to shout "DON'T ROUND IT UP, YOU COW!"
Anyway I weighed myself on the scales at home to put my mind at rest and several readings showed the same result of 13st 5. Yey! BMI finally under 30. No idea how I've managed to eat so much and still lose, but I don't deserve it and wouldn't be surprised if it is back on by next weigh in.

I had a great bike ride with Trudi in the sunshine on Friday followed by a cracking girls night full of laughter. Just what we all needed I reckon. Here I am trying on Trudis wig. I look a teensy bit tipsy!

I was dreading going to work today and got stuck there late so had to race to get to bootcamp in time. I was SO not in the mood but ended up having a great laugh with the other bootcampers and met some new people. Becci the instructor came up with an evil hill session:
Run up hill, do 20 deep squats, run back down
Run up hill do 20 squat thrusts, back down
Run up hill do 20 lunge jumps, back down
Repeat whole circuit twice more.
Be a bit sick (that wasn't mandatory!).
We then did another circuit but with press ups, leg raises and planks.
I anticipate having to use the disabled facilities at work tomorrow as I'll need the handles to get on and off the toilet!

There's lots to look forward to in the next few weeks so time to set some mini goals:
End August:
I'd like to lose another 3lbs this month as that would get me to 2.5 stone lost. And what do goals make?......PRIZES! I haven't worn a watch for years so have ordered one that looks comfy and should withstand sweat and sheep poo from bootcamp. Although it won't stay clean and white for long.

I'm going to a good friends wedding do so it's a chance to get dressed up. I would be over the moon if I could be in the 12s by then and able to get a new dress. Maybe something girlie and bright for a change, eek! I will have to ask my sis to help me shop for it. I'm going to the do on my own as I want to be able to enjoy seeing my friend on her happiest day without having to worry about anyone else not enjoying themselves.
"All the women,
throw yo hands up in the aiyer!" ;)

Wednesday, 3 August 2011

No bloggy mojo

I've started a blog post several times since the last one but can't seem to string a thought together. Ooh, there's one now! maybe this draft will actually get posted.

Work has been horrible as has relationship stuff and I really can't be arsed with either. I am completely incapable of making decisions right now and its doing my head in. I know i need to change/do something but can't figure out whats for the best and it's such a jumble in my head.
I think going away on holiday on my own might be an idea but after a google sesh in the wee hours of the morning, ranging from bootcamp weeks to alpine mountain biking to surfing lessons, I came away confused and tired.

On a brighter note I started a new bootcamp three times a week and it's kicking my ass. It involves a lot of running interspersed with combinations of stair sprints, squats, press-ups, boxing etc outdoors. I was a bit nervous turning up for my first session but the regulars were really welcoming. Now all I need to do is stop working late so I can get there in time.

I've also not hidden away from social stuff, which I have a history of doing when things get stressful. The '80s concert with my sis was brilliant! I totally loved Peter Cox from Go West, a drunk Rick Astley who kept shouting "come on you buggers!" and dancing with everyone in the queue for the portaloos.

I bought some weighing scales too eek! After 4 days of staring them out across the room I finally plucked up the courage to step on and was relieved to find I'd stayed the same in the last four weeks despite pigging out. However that's yet another four weeks I've wasted not losing. Fortunately I haven't got the energy to beat myself up about it so will just try to focus on doing better over the next few weeks.