I have only had one day of clean eating this week :(
My days seem to all include chocolate which is the only thing to blight my otherwise virtuous eating. But not just one chocolate or one bar it seems. Ugg.
Sugar IS the thing I need to give up most and I have done it before and seen results. It really is time to do it again.
Perhaps if I could allow myself one sweet treat a week....but I'm not sure that would work. I have a feeling I'm an all or nothing type.
Yesterday saw a crunchie and a small dairy milk thing, the day before saw two godiva bars which weren't even nice. Today I've eaten a whole mint chocolate dairy milk aero type bar. A BIG one. HUGE in fact.
I feel sick and disappointed but not surprised. Other than that, things started well and will continue well. I started the day off with a run, followed by soy yoghurt mixed with berries and oats. Four thin oatcakes with tomato for a snack then a turkey, humous, roast veg and spinach salad for lunch. Ok.....I may have overdone the humous...
I don't buy all of this chocolate (although I did yesterday), it is just in the office. Today I struggled all day with obsessive thoughts about the dairy milk mint bar. They would come and stay in my head for a while, then go away again. All day I've been congratulating myself how far through the day I've come without grabbing the bar. I got to 4pm - nearly the whole work day, then grabbed it and ate it hidden away. Disgusting.
Tonight I'll have a small omelette and salad, drink lots of water and deal with the sugar fall out.
Tomorrow I'll try again to have a sugar-free day.
This morning I was 83.5kg.
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Thursday, 17 June 2010
Monday, 17 May 2010
Mostly terrible.
The sugar thing literally lasted one day.
However I'm already on Day 2 again as the only slip up was Saturday.
I can say one thing about the weekend and that is that there was a lot of alcohol involved. A lot.
It was the boy's birthday on Thursday - he turned 28 to my 32. We had many, many drinks until collapsing around the 3am mark. I really must learn to grow up.
Friday night I had a couple of small slices of pizza in the pub and I would have abstained altogether, only it was kind of forced on me. One of my friends had run out to get a couple for everyone to share but noticed that I hadn't had any and then made me eat two by making a big deal out of the fact I only had one slice. I'm not normally hungry when I'm out drinking and never really get the drunken munchies as such - it's the next day when I get out of control, and out of control I got.
Saturday saw a terrible hangover and although I managed a 1.5 hour walk round the Cap d'Antibes, things started to unravel at lunch. I shared a seafood starter which wasn't too naughty apart from the deep-fried white fish, followed by sea bass. We also shared a panna cotta three ways which wasn't so disastrous either.
Late afternoon was a small pot of Ben and Jerry's, a turkish delight and a curly wurly and 10.30pm saw an ordered takeaway of mozzarella sticks, chicken nuggets and onion rings. Not only a random selection of deep-fried shite but also a very immature order of food. Yuk.
I definitely regretted finishing off the boy's chicken wings - sooooo greasy.
Yesterday was a new day and although I didn't eat much, what I did eat was quite frankly rubbish. There was also lots more wine involved although I don't feel too bad today.
In the interest of accountability and for my own personal record, I ate one hard boiled egg, two skinny frankfurter sauages, two slices of ham, crisps, two fishfingers and about 8 french fries. Volume good, content bad. And wine. And a lot more crisps.
This morning I am back to 85kg's which I'm hoping is the sheer amount of salt ingested over the weekend, although I deserve it to be real weight to be honest.
Today is Day 2 of no sugar :) and Day 1 of no alcohol until at least my sister's wedding on Saturday. If I can get there that is....bloody ash cloud.
I currently have 4 refugees in my flat, 2 more than it can handle, as they can't get back to the UK following the Monaco Grand Prix. Having a full house stresses me out and after telling them to sort out dinner tonight, I'm now worried I'll have no control over what they cook.
Will try and upload some photos over the next few days - perhaps some beginning-of-diet body shots.
Anyway, I must do some work...
However I'm already on Day 2 again as the only slip up was Saturday.
I can say one thing about the weekend and that is that there was a lot of alcohol involved. A lot.
It was the boy's birthday on Thursday - he turned 28 to my 32. We had many, many drinks until collapsing around the 3am mark. I really must learn to grow up.
Friday night I had a couple of small slices of pizza in the pub and I would have abstained altogether, only it was kind of forced on me. One of my friends had run out to get a couple for everyone to share but noticed that I hadn't had any and then made me eat two by making a big deal out of the fact I only had one slice. I'm not normally hungry when I'm out drinking and never really get the drunken munchies as such - it's the next day when I get out of control, and out of control I got.
Saturday saw a terrible hangover and although I managed a 1.5 hour walk round the Cap d'Antibes, things started to unravel at lunch. I shared a seafood starter which wasn't too naughty apart from the deep-fried white fish, followed by sea bass. We also shared a panna cotta three ways which wasn't so disastrous either.
Late afternoon was a small pot of Ben and Jerry's, a turkish delight and a curly wurly and 10.30pm saw an ordered takeaway of mozzarella sticks, chicken nuggets and onion rings. Not only a random selection of deep-fried shite but also a very immature order of food. Yuk.
I definitely regretted finishing off the boy's chicken wings - sooooo greasy.
Yesterday was a new day and although I didn't eat much, what I did eat was quite frankly rubbish. There was also lots more wine involved although I don't feel too bad today.
In the interest of accountability and for my own personal record, I ate one hard boiled egg, two skinny frankfurter sauages, two slices of ham, crisps, two fishfingers and about 8 french fries. Volume good, content bad. And wine. And a lot more crisps.
This morning I am back to 85kg's which I'm hoping is the sheer amount of salt ingested over the weekend, although I deserve it to be real weight to be honest.
Today is Day 2 of no sugar :) and Day 1 of no alcohol until at least my sister's wedding on Saturday. If I can get there that is....bloody ash cloud.
I currently have 4 refugees in my flat, 2 more than it can handle, as they can't get back to the UK following the Monaco Grand Prix. Having a full house stresses me out and after telling them to sort out dinner tonight, I'm now worried I'll have no control over what they cook.
Will try and upload some photos over the next few days - perhaps some beginning-of-diet body shots.
Anyway, I must do some work...
Friday, 14 May 2010
SUGAR
Well it's 12.07pm and I have thought about sugar about 7 times. Not massive cravings as such, just more like - 'what sweet item can I munch?'
Off out to buy some almond butter at lunchtime to try and add protein to my snack to help curb the cravings. I know a small amount of peanut butter was hitting the spot before but the dietician isn't too keen on that - not a real nut apparently.
Off out to buy some almond butter at lunchtime to try and add protein to my snack to help curb the cravings. I know a small amount of peanut butter was hitting the spot before but the dietician isn't too keen on that - not a real nut apparently.
Sugar challenge Day 1
The dietician was happy with my progress yesterday - a loss of about 3.5 kilos in 4 weeks.
I'm happy with that too and can see how this slower weight loss and new way of eating, could eventually lead to goal.
I don't feel like I'm on a diet (perhaps because I've been cheating a little but also because I have the odd glass of wine) and generally feel good.
It just makes me wonder how much better I could have done if I hadn't eaten all the sugar that has slipped in there.
Yesterday, after the appointment with her I had a sugar binge, the same as after the last appointment. I don't know whether it is just a reward thing that I don't want to get into the habit of doing or whether it is just a deeply ingrained behaviour.
I was definitely hungry but mostly because it was time to eat.
I went straight to the shop and bought two millefeuilles (custard slices?) and a pack of three skinny toblerone bars. I ate these around my healthy dinner of salmon and veg. Plus two glasses of wine....well it was a bank holiday here yesterday....me? excuses?
Anyway, so here's my plan. My next dietician appointment is in a week and a half (25th) and in between now and then I have two weekends, to include my sister's wedding in the Uk - think booze, food and more importantly cake.
With the exception of perhaps the cake, I plan not to eat any sugar between now and then.
I think this is going to be hard but I'll definitely write how I get on here.
I'm happy with that too and can see how this slower weight loss and new way of eating, could eventually lead to goal.
I don't feel like I'm on a diet (perhaps because I've been cheating a little but also because I have the odd glass of wine) and generally feel good.
It just makes me wonder how much better I could have done if I hadn't eaten all the sugar that has slipped in there.
Yesterday, after the appointment with her I had a sugar binge, the same as after the last appointment. I don't know whether it is just a reward thing that I don't want to get into the habit of doing or whether it is just a deeply ingrained behaviour.
I was definitely hungry but mostly because it was time to eat.
I went straight to the shop and bought two millefeuilles (custard slices?) and a pack of three skinny toblerone bars. I ate these around my healthy dinner of salmon and veg. Plus two glasses of wine....well it was a bank holiday here yesterday....me? excuses?
Anyway, so here's my plan. My next dietician appointment is in a week and a half (25th) and in between now and then I have two weekends, to include my sister's wedding in the Uk - think booze, food and more importantly cake.
With the exception of perhaps the cake, I plan not to eat any sugar between now and then.
I think this is going to be hard but I'll definitely write how I get on here.
Wednesday, 12 May 2010
Sugar sugar sugar
Well, it's fair to say I just attacked some biscuits - grrrr. Feeling sickly now and annoyed - it'd been a good day until that point.
Soya yoghurt, strawberries and oats for breakfast then a spinach and rocket salad for lunch with loads of goodies in, to include bulgar wheat, feta, roast veg and a very small leftover chicken strip from the bbq we had on Monday. Yum.
I am definitely going to get some advice from the dietician tomorrow about protein snacks to go with my fruit. I eat too many nuts when I have them so that's ruled out and oatcakes (although this isn't protein) are too moreish and I...er....well....eat more than I should.
I can't eat cheese due to my dairy intolerance/skin issues and soya yoghurt without anything in it, tastes like wallpaper paste.
I've got to get rid of the sugar as well because I'm indulging in it far too often at the moment. I guess my justification is that I'm mostly off the white flour and alcohol so I deserve something. Not good.
I'm going to try and do a week without next week, starting tomorrow.
It's bank holiday here tomorrow and normally I'd go out for a couple of vino's tonight and lie in tomorrow. However although I'm out for dinner tonight, I won't be drinking (I hope) and I'll try and get up to run tomorrow. It's definitely beginning to take over my life albeit in a good way.
I seem to have some sort of shin splints from the running mind you but after some intense internet self diagnosis, I've bought some insoles for my trainers for my wonky feet. I'm hoping these help somewhat. It's worrying as I'm busy collecting sponsorship for the great north run and don't want any kind of hindering injury.
I'd figured if I was training for a half marathon in September, I might as well carry on through the winter and try and get into the London marathon - something I've always wanted to do.
Only to get on the site and realise the ballot has already closed! Surely it was only on last week or something!!
So I've applied through the charity I'm running the GNR with but won't find out till much later in the year. If it's meant to be, it's meant to be.
I can really see the pounds dropping off slowly between now and September. I already feel fitter and sometimes smaller...although not post-biscuit binge. Ugg.
Soya yoghurt, strawberries and oats for breakfast then a spinach and rocket salad for lunch with loads of goodies in, to include bulgar wheat, feta, roast veg and a very small leftover chicken strip from the bbq we had on Monday. Yum.
I am definitely going to get some advice from the dietician tomorrow about protein snacks to go with my fruit. I eat too many nuts when I have them so that's ruled out and oatcakes (although this isn't protein) are too moreish and I...er....well....eat more than I should.
I can't eat cheese due to my dairy intolerance/skin issues and soya yoghurt without anything in it, tastes like wallpaper paste.
I've got to get rid of the sugar as well because I'm indulging in it far too often at the moment. I guess my justification is that I'm mostly off the white flour and alcohol so I deserve something. Not good.
I'm going to try and do a week without next week, starting tomorrow.
It's bank holiday here tomorrow and normally I'd go out for a couple of vino's tonight and lie in tomorrow. However although I'm out for dinner tonight, I won't be drinking (I hope) and I'll try and get up to run tomorrow. It's definitely beginning to take over my life albeit in a good way.
I seem to have some sort of shin splints from the running mind you but after some intense internet self diagnosis, I've bought some insoles for my trainers for my wonky feet. I'm hoping these help somewhat. It's worrying as I'm busy collecting sponsorship for the great north run and don't want any kind of hindering injury.
I'd figured if I was training for a half marathon in September, I might as well carry on through the winter and try and get into the London marathon - something I've always wanted to do.
Only to get on the site and realise the ballot has already closed! Surely it was only on last week or something!!
So I've applied through the charity I'm running the GNR with but won't find out till much later in the year. If it's meant to be, it's meant to be.
I can really see the pounds dropping off slowly between now and September. I already feel fitter and sometimes smaller...although not post-biscuit binge. Ugg.
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