I managed a 10 minute run at the gym today and it felt fabulous. Possibly even more fabulous than weighing in at 69.3kg this morning (yeah, I'm giving up beating myself up over checking the scales every day - I'm on a fucking diet, I have to have SOME vices). I started off with a 10 minute session on the cross trainer doing 'fat burn' programme, then a 10 minute run, 5 mins at level 9, 4 mins at level 9.5 then a minute at level 10. God I felt like I was flying and my knees didn't make a single peep. Hurrah. Then 10 minutes on the rower at level 8 (I'm only able to do about 1710 metres in that time, where in the old old days I was up around 1850. Sigh). Then 15 minutes uphill walking starting at incline 7 and going up to incline 14, then 15 minutes on the cross trainer, random programme level 8. I estimated I probably burnt around 600 calories if the machines are accurate (which they're not) in that 60 minutes. Stoked.
I'm still thinking about whether I can make it to the gym 5 times a week from now on until Boston. Problem is, I'm going to be struggling to even get there 4 times next week. I have an after work seminar on Wednesday evening, Thursday is Valentines Day and G and I have decided not to go out this year but to stay home and have nice wine and I'll cook a nice dinner, Friday we're meeting G's best man and hopefully his wife and then Sunday we are going around for dinner at the other groomsman's place. So a busy week and I think I'm going to have to go to the gym twice on the weekend to compensate. My alcohol points are going to be an issue too.
So based on my weight being 69.3, I have lost 3.5kg since the new year. That doesn't seem like much but only about 1.5kg to go before I start to notice a difference in my clothes (it used to be that a 5kg loss for me meant a full dress size. I'm not going to hope that this is still the case, so am just hoping it will mean a real 'woah' moment when I put on some clothes I haven't worn in a while).
Speaking of clothes i haven't worn in a while, I just put my size 32 James jeans on that i bought to go to NZ last February. The zip doesn't even MEET let alone do up. Fuckety fuck. How the hell did I let myself get in THAT state again?? Well, my goal is to be wearing those fuckers in NZ when I go back at the end of June. James Jeans or bust. Game on.
Sunday, 10 February 2008
Saturday, 9 February 2008
Back in the game, baby
So my weigh in yesterday was a joy to behold. 69.7kg. As I said, back in the game. Officially I have now reached the 7 pound loss mark which is a half a stone. Stoked. And today, despite my best intentions i got on the scale this morning to see a cool 69.4kg. Yes, you heard me, 69.4. Now THAT'S what I'm talking about.
I'm feeling a whole lot better about life, despite going out to a friend's today for lunch and having about a quazillion points. We had pate and toast for starters (oh dear GOD), pork roast and rice and vegetables for lunch, meringue nest with hot chocolate sauce for pudding, and cheese. I had like a weeny bit of cheese, 2 glasses of champagne, 3 glasses of white and 1 glass of red. So that's about 7 points of wine to start with, 8 for the pate and toast (I'm doing this in my head, bear with me), I'm going to say 6 for the pork and rice and 4 for the pudding. Oh crap, that's like 25 points over the course of the day. Fuck. I had cereal and yoghurt for breakfast (3 points) and I have a 3 point marks and spencer salad for dinner (if i feel like it, don't at the moment) so for today that will be 31 points all up. I'm allowed 19 a day so I'm over 12 points. I saved 17 points so I have 5 points left over to have extra tomorrow. Ok, I can live with that.
Right, so moving on from 'counting with WideBride', nothing much of note to report on really. The friends that we went to see today have the most GORGEOUS 18 month old baby boy. Oh my god SO cute. Seriously, his eyelashes went on for miles and he had such a cute smile. I commented to G as we left that my ovaries were crying and they were (still are). And it was so cool to see G really interacting with him - I could really get a sense of how he would be as a father. God I can't WAIT to have babies. For the cuteness and the maternity leave...!
Still no freaking dvd from the videographer. Seriously, what the HELL? So annoying. But happily, its my big day tomorrow where I get to do what I want. G is away all day so I'm going to wake up, read in bed, go to the gym, come back, watch tv, read bridal magazines, sleep some more, watch more tv, do some beauty maintenance and sleep some more. God its going to be BRILLIANT.
Right well, some old bridal magazines are a-calling. Laters.
I'm feeling a whole lot better about life, despite going out to a friend's today for lunch and having about a quazillion points. We had pate and toast for starters (oh dear GOD), pork roast and rice and vegetables for lunch, meringue nest with hot chocolate sauce for pudding, and cheese. I had like a weeny bit of cheese, 2 glasses of champagne, 3 glasses of white and 1 glass of red. So that's about 7 points of wine to start with, 8 for the pate and toast (I'm doing this in my head, bear with me), I'm going to say 6 for the pork and rice and 4 for the pudding. Oh crap, that's like 25 points over the course of the day. Fuck. I had cereal and yoghurt for breakfast (3 points) and I have a 3 point marks and spencer salad for dinner (if i feel like it, don't at the moment) so for today that will be 31 points all up. I'm allowed 19 a day so I'm over 12 points. I saved 17 points so I have 5 points left over to have extra tomorrow. Ok, I can live with that.
Right, so moving on from 'counting with WideBride', nothing much of note to report on really. The friends that we went to see today have the most GORGEOUS 18 month old baby boy. Oh my god SO cute. Seriously, his eyelashes went on for miles and he had such a cute smile. I commented to G as we left that my ovaries were crying and they were (still are). And it was so cool to see G really interacting with him - I could really get a sense of how he would be as a father. God I can't WAIT to have babies. For the cuteness and the maternity leave...!
Still no freaking dvd from the videographer. Seriously, what the HELL? So annoying. But happily, its my big day tomorrow where I get to do what I want. G is away all day so I'm going to wake up, read in bed, go to the gym, come back, watch tv, read bridal magazines, sleep some more, watch more tv, do some beauty maintenance and sleep some more. God its going to be BRILLIANT.
Right well, some old bridal magazines are a-calling. Laters.
Thursday, 7 February 2008
Your butt is so much smaller
So I weighed myself yesterday (I know, I know) and I was 71.1 then again today and I was 69.9. So back to my lowest official weight (this time around). Hopefully I can sustain that for the official weigh in tomorrow, and another couple of hundred grams on top wouldn’t go astray either. I only had tomato and basil soup and 7 (or 25g) mini bruschetta that I found in Waitrose. Yummiest ever, they are like tiny little bruschetta with olive oil on them and for 7 or a quarter of the pack its 1.5 points. Brilliant. So I wasn’t overloaded on carbs then wondering while the scale hated me. Will employ that little trick tonight and just have salmon or tuna and veges for dinner so I don’t retain unnecessary water with stupid carbs.
The other good thing that happened the other night was that I was in the kitchen cooking dinner and G came up for a butt-grope and goes ‘woah, your butt is so much smaller’. And he would know. So THAT was nice. He said it seemed higher somehow as if it were more toned and asked if I was doing special butt-reducing exercising. So I’m putting that down to the 15 minute fast uphill walking I’ve been doing on the treadmill. I am definitely going to keep that up even when I can run again because I really do think that makes a difference. I can feel the backs of my legs really burning and I thoroughly hate it so it MUST be good for me.
I’ve been to the gym twice this week and going again tonight. Last night I decided to up my workout to include a 10minute session on the rower at level 7. It actually felt like it was a bit easy though and when I finished that and went on to the bike I felt like I had had a 10 minute break. So tonight I’m going to do it at level 8 and see if that makes a difference. I might also put the bike up to level 11. I won’t touch the cross trainer though as by the end of 15 minutes at level 8 I actually DO want to die and I’m tired and sweaty and almost in a dream-like state, such is my exhaustion.
So my week of not drinking is going well and I’m not even really tempted to have a drink. So good. I have no plans for Friday night which is nice. On Saturday G and I are going to have lunch at a friend of his. She is cooking up a 3 course lunch apparently and we’re bringing the wine so I have been saving points all week for that. It will be nice I’m sure but I hate having to have a miserable week saving points only to use them all up for 1 meal when its not even something I would necessarily choose to have (unless its mince pie and mash – oooh I’d love me some mince pie and mash).
So things are finally moving on the wedding front. Today I have ordered our save the date cards. They are beautiful so really excited – they are called Penley and are from Cardlab. The card is soft ivory and the ribbon colour is biscotti. I briefly flirted with having juniper ribbon but in the end I decided the green wasn’t quite right – a little too dark. Will post a picture when we get the proof. Of course they frigging well ought to be perfect given that they are costing £190 but that’s letter press for you. We have our initial guest list in order and that comes to 190 people (I didn’t even think I KNEW 190 people) so we are ordering 100 save the date cards and will have a few extras left over for the people we inevitably forget.
Our videographer’s dvd still hasn’t shown up which is annoying. Fingers crossed its there tonight. And I have been working on our itinerary for when we go back to NZ on holiday in July so that I know where I’ll be and when to give people like my florist, hair person etc an idea when I can meet them. It is going to be one stressful ‘holiday’ but I’ll feel better once I’ve met people and things are coming together and I can visualise things a lot better. I’m also hoping to find a place that does wedding invitations in NZ because the cost of the ones I want here are frankly CRIMINAL (£350 for 100 invitations, £130 for 100 acceptance cards and £110 for extra information sheets which we will probably need – nearly £600!!! That’s absurd for something that’s going to be thrown away. Oh but so beautiful…)
Later...
The fucking dvd is still not here.
The other good thing that happened the other night was that I was in the kitchen cooking dinner and G came up for a butt-grope and goes ‘woah, your butt is so much smaller’. And he would know. So THAT was nice. He said it seemed higher somehow as if it were more toned and asked if I was doing special butt-reducing exercising. So I’m putting that down to the 15 minute fast uphill walking I’ve been doing on the treadmill. I am definitely going to keep that up even when I can run again because I really do think that makes a difference. I can feel the backs of my legs really burning and I thoroughly hate it so it MUST be good for me.
I’ve been to the gym twice this week and going again tonight. Last night I decided to up my workout to include a 10minute session on the rower at level 7. It actually felt like it was a bit easy though and when I finished that and went on to the bike I felt like I had had a 10 minute break. So tonight I’m going to do it at level 8 and see if that makes a difference. I might also put the bike up to level 11. I won’t touch the cross trainer though as by the end of 15 minutes at level 8 I actually DO want to die and I’m tired and sweaty and almost in a dream-like state, such is my exhaustion.
So my week of not drinking is going well and I’m not even really tempted to have a drink. So good. I have no plans for Friday night which is nice. On Saturday G and I are going to have lunch at a friend of his. She is cooking up a 3 course lunch apparently and we’re bringing the wine so I have been saving points all week for that. It will be nice I’m sure but I hate having to have a miserable week saving points only to use them all up for 1 meal when its not even something I would necessarily choose to have (unless its mince pie and mash – oooh I’d love me some mince pie and mash).
So things are finally moving on the wedding front. Today I have ordered our save the date cards. They are beautiful so really excited – they are called Penley and are from Cardlab. The card is soft ivory and the ribbon colour is biscotti. I briefly flirted with having juniper ribbon but in the end I decided the green wasn’t quite right – a little too dark. Will post a picture when we get the proof. Of course they frigging well ought to be perfect given that they are costing £190 but that’s letter press for you. We have our initial guest list in order and that comes to 190 people (I didn’t even think I KNEW 190 people) so we are ordering 100 save the date cards and will have a few extras left over for the people we inevitably forget.
Our videographer’s dvd still hasn’t shown up which is annoying. Fingers crossed its there tonight. And I have been working on our itinerary for when we go back to NZ on holiday in July so that I know where I’ll be and when to give people like my florist, hair person etc an idea when I can meet them. It is going to be one stressful ‘holiday’ but I’ll feel better once I’ve met people and things are coming together and I can visualise things a lot better. I’m also hoping to find a place that does wedding invitations in NZ because the cost of the ones I want here are frankly CRIMINAL (£350 for 100 invitations, £130 for 100 acceptance cards and £110 for extra information sheets which we will probably need – nearly £600!!! That’s absurd for something that’s going to be thrown away. Oh but so beautiful…)
Later...
The fucking dvd is still not here.
Tuesday, 5 February 2008
Warning: R18
I am getting REALLY fucked off with the fucking scale. Just what the hell is its problem with me anyway? Would it KILL it to show a fucking loss? Would it??
Right, rant over. You may be mistaken for thinking I’m premenstrual and therefore retaining water. I am NOT although at least that would be a proper reason. I have been to the gym 4 times each week for the past 3 weeks and have stayed within my points each week without any binges or anything. I have gone over in my alcohol points (self-imposed) the last 2 weeks but still stayed within my actual points so what the hell? It can’t be a plateau as it’s far too early on in the diet. I MUST be losing weight, surely. So why is the scale not giving me any love? I just NEED to see a lower number. Until I can start fitting in to my ‘skinny’ clothes, I need to be able to see measurable changes on the dang scale. Please scale gods, I IMPLORE you.
Right, on the wedding front I am also annoyed that the videographer guy’s demo dvd still hasn’t come in the mail. I was really hoping I could watch it tonight and feel reassured that the only videographer available in the Hawkes Bay to do my wedding is not in fact a serial killer.
I just can’t catch a break.
Right, rant over. You may be mistaken for thinking I’m premenstrual and therefore retaining water. I am NOT although at least that would be a proper reason. I have been to the gym 4 times each week for the past 3 weeks and have stayed within my points each week without any binges or anything. I have gone over in my alcohol points (self-imposed) the last 2 weeks but still stayed within my actual points so what the hell? It can’t be a plateau as it’s far too early on in the diet. I MUST be losing weight, surely. So why is the scale not giving me any love? I just NEED to see a lower number. Until I can start fitting in to my ‘skinny’ clothes, I need to be able to see measurable changes on the dang scale. Please scale gods, I IMPLORE you.
Right, on the wedding front I am also annoyed that the videographer guy’s demo dvd still hasn’t come in the mail. I was really hoping I could watch it tonight and feel reassured that the only videographer available in the Hawkes Bay to do my wedding is not in fact a serial killer.
I just can’t catch a break.
Sunday, 3 February 2008
Try-on February 2008: the results
Complete anti-climax. I tried on my two pairs of monsoon size 14 pants, my size 12 cord Zara skirt and my size 14 black Zara suit pants. I think these will be my experiement clothing items. So, the results:
1. Pair 1 size 14 Monsoon pants, light material: Go on, button up, but look HIDEOUS. Gunt alert.
2. Pair 2 size 14 Monsoon pants, heavier material: Go on better than the lighter material ones but still a whole lotta muffin going on up above. In no way are they wearable.
3. Cord Zara size 12 skirt: Waist has to go up to my ribs just to go on, but damn it, the skirt zips up. Not wearable.
4. Size 14 black Zara suit pants: A pleasant surprise, this pair. They pull across the butt but they are infinitely more wearable than the last time I tried to put them on (either 6 or 13 January, I can't remember). Not wearable at the moment but I think the next time I need to be suited up (Feb 25) they should be wearable. Thank god.
So, not a brilliant session but if I'm honest with myself, I wasn't expecting miracles. The next try on session will be in 4 weeks time (except for my Zara suit pants which I'm going to try on on 24 February, the day before I have a big work thing on, just in case they fit). I am expecting big things. Do you hear me? BIG things.
1. Pair 1 size 14 Monsoon pants, light material: Go on, button up, but look HIDEOUS. Gunt alert.
2. Pair 2 size 14 Monsoon pants, heavier material: Go on better than the lighter material ones but still a whole lotta muffin going on up above. In no way are they wearable.
3. Cord Zara size 12 skirt: Waist has to go up to my ribs just to go on, but damn it, the skirt zips up. Not wearable.
4. Size 14 black Zara suit pants: A pleasant surprise, this pair. They pull across the butt but they are infinitely more wearable than the last time I tried to put them on (either 6 or 13 January, I can't remember). Not wearable at the moment but I think the next time I need to be suited up (Feb 25) they should be wearable. Thank god.
So, not a brilliant session but if I'm honest with myself, I wasn't expecting miracles. The next try on session will be in 4 weeks time (except for my Zara suit pants which I'm going to try on on 24 February, the day before I have a big work thing on, just in case they fit). I am expecting big things. Do you hear me? BIG things.
Saturday, 2 February 2008
I'll never learn
So after the stern talking to I gave myself earlier in the week about weighing myself every day, guess what I did. Go on, guess. Yeah so today's weigh in was 70.6kg. For fucks sake. But I didn't let it deter me, and I picked myself up off the bathroom floor (where I was throwing a major hissy-fit), dusted myself off and went to the gym (via more time in bed with G, cereal, low fat yoghurt, coffee and my book). I got in a good 50 minute work out and it was actually starting to feel easier so I might have to think about raising my resistance levels on the machines.
Then I came home and had my poached eggs on toast and did a couple of loads of laundry. Then G and I decided to go for a walk because it has been a beautiful day here in London. Fricking cold, but lovely. So we went for a long walk along the river and settled in at a pub with a pint of leffe and the papers. Bliss. And I managed to NOT buy a bridal magazine (because I have them all, but still).
So its aubergine and lentil curry for dinner (3 pts). Starving!
The big try on is tomorrow. Results to follow.
Then I came home and had my poached eggs on toast and did a couple of loads of laundry. Then G and I decided to go for a walk because it has been a beautiful day here in London. Fricking cold, but lovely. So we went for a long walk along the river and settled in at a pub with a pint of leffe and the papers. Bliss. And I managed to NOT buy a bridal magazine (because I have them all, but still).
So its aubergine and lentil curry for dinner (3 pts). Starving!
The big try on is tomorrow. Results to follow.
Friday, 1 February 2008
Weigh in
Yeah well I’m up 200g or nearly half a pound to 70.1kg/11 stone 0.5 pounds/156 pounds (I think, it was like an hour or so ago that I weighed myself and I barely took any notice, so full of disgust was I). I knew I was going to have a gain so I’m not devastated and as far as gains go, 200g is liveable. Its like a burp. I can deal. And it means the Scale Gods might be really good to me next week and give me a nice loss of 1kg to be down around the 69kg mark. I would be very happy with that. But lets not get ahead of ourselves.
Tomorrow is the weekend thank god. Its been a loooong week and I’m quite over it. G is out most of tomorrow with a friend so I have the day to myself which is kind of like a luxury (but will of course miss G desperately. Ahem). My plans are to sleep late, get up and make myself a coffee and toast and bring it back to bed where I will read my book and no one will growl me for wasting half the day (a good portion of my single life was taken up with coffee, toast and a book in bed. I do believe its my favourite place). Then I’ll go to the gym where I will probably have a really good workout as I will be nice and refreshed from the 14 hours sleep I’m hoping to get.
Then I’ll come back home, have poached eggs on toast for lunch and read lots of bridal magazines and watch American television (God how I want Elliot-off-Scrubs’ hair) and maybe do some chores (stupid shower needs cleaning, bathroom needs cleaning, ironing, kitchen floors – bah). Then G will come home and we will have maybe a nice glass of white wine (the cutting down on drinking is killing me but it means I really look forward to a glass of wine with G) and I will cook a WW dish from my new WW cookbook my friend V got me for my birthday. Am thinking red lentil and aubergine curry. Then an episode of the Tudors on DVD (a Christmas present from G – I HEART Henry XIII) or maybe a movie then bed time for more sleep. Bliss. Actually, that kind of is my perfect day.
Also at some point in the day I plan to do a big try-on. I will do these monthly at the start of the month and it will consist of basically just trying on all my ‘skinny clothes’ (oh god, its depressing to think of clothes that actually got too big for me as ‘skinny clothes’) to see where I’m at, size-wise. Which really is always more relevant than a stupid number on the scale (yes, am still sulking from my gain. If I couldn’t LOSE weight, why wouldn’t I have just stayed at 69.9???). I have two pairs of size 14 Monsoon trousers that I would like to be wearing in Boston. The last time I tried them on they did up but it was NOT pretty and they were definitely not wearable. Actually now that I think about it, I’m not entirely sure they DID do up. In any event they didn’t stay on long because the sight of it was so depressing. So there are those trousers, then there are my Gap jeans which I really do NOT like because they are quite low rise and every time I bend over they slide right down my butt (and not in a good way) which just annoys me. They just emphasise my muffin top and I spend the whole time hoiking them up because I don’t feel securely contained in them. I can’t remember what size they are (Gap have recently changed their sizes from like 8, 10, 12 etc to 32, 34, 36 etc and I just don’t know WHERE I am with that) so will check. So will do a try on of these and other clothes and hopefully I will be able to reintroduce some items in to my wardrobe because I am getting heartily sick of wearing the same clothes over and over.
Speaking of the same clothes, I am wearing today my Wallis petite size 16 trousers. They are a REALLY weird shape I have decided. They fit reasonably well around the waist (by which I mean top of the hips where they settle, they’re not waist height pants but my hips are so big that the difference between the swell of my hips and my waist is like an inch) but they are really baggy in the thigh and gunt area (for those not familiar with the term ‘gunt’ it means the pouchy bit that some ladies have and it is a cross between a gut and a, well, word ending in ~unt). Now, I do have a gunt. It is the bane of my life and is so disgusting it makes me feel ill to look at it. But these trousers must be designed for the uber-gunt as I can literally grab a very large handful of excess fabric in this area. Really weird. Anyway, hoping to not have to wear these for much longer.
On the wedding front, G and I talked last night and decided we will go with DJ Dick even though he sounds like a dick. I just want someone professional who we can rely on and who will actually tell us what to do and when on the day. I am a control freak for sure, but when it comes down to it, I would rather someone tell me what to do than have to use my initiative myself. Complex, no?
……………………
So its now Friday afternoon and I’ve just had lunch – Eat vegetarian sushi which is 4pts and a large red pepper and tomato soup, 1.5pts. I have also bought a large banana but I’m going to see how I go as to whether or not I eat it because right now I am really rather full.
G has just emailed me to tell me that this thing he’s doing with a friend has now been postponed till next Sunday which means my perfect Saturday will also have to wait. But at least I don’t have to get my own breakfast in bed (G is in many ways, nay, every way the perfect man – he gets me breakfast in bed every Saturday and Sunday. I know). So will have to think of new plans for this weekend. It will have to involve cleaning though – the place really is disgusting. And I will be going to the gym tomorrow. Also, am going to try with all my might NOT to go on the scales until Tuesday. I’ll allow myself a sneaky peek on Tuesday before my official way in day on Friday.
Still no desire to binge or cheat on my diet. Well no REAL desire anyway. Cool.
Tomorrow is the weekend thank god. Its been a loooong week and I’m quite over it. G is out most of tomorrow with a friend so I have the day to myself which is kind of like a luxury (but will of course miss G desperately. Ahem). My plans are to sleep late, get up and make myself a coffee and toast and bring it back to bed where I will read my book and no one will growl me for wasting half the day (a good portion of my single life was taken up with coffee, toast and a book in bed. I do believe its my favourite place). Then I’ll go to the gym where I will probably have a really good workout as I will be nice and refreshed from the 14 hours sleep I’m hoping to get.
Then I’ll come back home, have poached eggs on toast for lunch and read lots of bridal magazines and watch American television (God how I want Elliot-off-Scrubs’ hair) and maybe do some chores (stupid shower needs cleaning, bathroom needs cleaning, ironing, kitchen floors – bah). Then G will come home and we will have maybe a nice glass of white wine (the cutting down on drinking is killing me but it means I really look forward to a glass of wine with G) and I will cook a WW dish from my new WW cookbook my friend V got me for my birthday. Am thinking red lentil and aubergine curry. Then an episode of the Tudors on DVD (a Christmas present from G – I HEART Henry XIII) or maybe a movie then bed time for more sleep. Bliss. Actually, that kind of is my perfect day.
Also at some point in the day I plan to do a big try-on. I will do these monthly at the start of the month and it will consist of basically just trying on all my ‘skinny clothes’ (oh god, its depressing to think of clothes that actually got too big for me as ‘skinny clothes’) to see where I’m at, size-wise. Which really is always more relevant than a stupid number on the scale (yes, am still sulking from my gain. If I couldn’t LOSE weight, why wouldn’t I have just stayed at 69.9???). I have two pairs of size 14 Monsoon trousers that I would like to be wearing in Boston. The last time I tried them on they did up but it was NOT pretty and they were definitely not wearable. Actually now that I think about it, I’m not entirely sure they DID do up. In any event they didn’t stay on long because the sight of it was so depressing. So there are those trousers, then there are my Gap jeans which I really do NOT like because they are quite low rise and every time I bend over they slide right down my butt (and not in a good way) which just annoys me. They just emphasise my muffin top and I spend the whole time hoiking them up because I don’t feel securely contained in them. I can’t remember what size they are (Gap have recently changed their sizes from like 8, 10, 12 etc to 32, 34, 36 etc and I just don’t know WHERE I am with that) so will check. So will do a try on of these and other clothes and hopefully I will be able to reintroduce some items in to my wardrobe because I am getting heartily sick of wearing the same clothes over and over.
Speaking of the same clothes, I am wearing today my Wallis petite size 16 trousers. They are a REALLY weird shape I have decided. They fit reasonably well around the waist (by which I mean top of the hips where they settle, they’re not waist height pants but my hips are so big that the difference between the swell of my hips and my waist is like an inch) but they are really baggy in the thigh and gunt area (for those not familiar with the term ‘gunt’ it means the pouchy bit that some ladies have and it is a cross between a gut and a, well, word ending in ~unt). Now, I do have a gunt. It is the bane of my life and is so disgusting it makes me feel ill to look at it. But these trousers must be designed for the uber-gunt as I can literally grab a very large handful of excess fabric in this area. Really weird. Anyway, hoping to not have to wear these for much longer.
On the wedding front, G and I talked last night and decided we will go with DJ Dick even though he sounds like a dick. I just want someone professional who we can rely on and who will actually tell us what to do and when on the day. I am a control freak for sure, but when it comes down to it, I would rather someone tell me what to do than have to use my initiative myself. Complex, no?
……………………
So its now Friday afternoon and I’ve just had lunch – Eat vegetarian sushi which is 4pts and a large red pepper and tomato soup, 1.5pts. I have also bought a large banana but I’m going to see how I go as to whether or not I eat it because right now I am really rather full.
G has just emailed me to tell me that this thing he’s doing with a friend has now been postponed till next Sunday which means my perfect Saturday will also have to wait. But at least I don’t have to get my own breakfast in bed (G is in many ways, nay, every way the perfect man – he gets me breakfast in bed every Saturday and Sunday. I know). So will have to think of new plans for this weekend. It will have to involve cleaning though – the place really is disgusting. And I will be going to the gym tomorrow. Also, am going to try with all my might NOT to go on the scales until Tuesday. I’ll allow myself a sneaky peek on Tuesday before my official way in day on Friday.
Still no desire to binge or cheat on my diet. Well no REAL desire anyway. Cool.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)