12 hours to go but the temptation to ditch the diet is almost unbearable!

All good tonight with 12 hours to go…

I’ve been exactly the same weight to the half pound for 3 days. I’ve given myself the goal for tomorrow morning as it’s my birthday … then am off out for lunch and doing lots of lovely other things this next week. So I’ll be having a diet holiday for a few days.

With only 12 hours to go, the urge to start the diet holiday is almost unbearable! Especially with a giant white chocolate Toblerone in the house! But resist, I will!
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Until tomorrow! Resist, resist!

36 hours to go in the 4-week focus…

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36 hours to go in the 4-week/9-day push. In the last 36 hours, I achieved the 9-day target and my gym goals ūüôā¬† The problem with achieving your goals is that you then need to set some new ones! So, new gym goals have now been revised and the programme revised with some even more evil-sounding exercises … including way too many squats for my liking!

It didn’t dawn on me until I was driving home that in my new programme, my repetitions have increased by 50 percent! Wah! Okay, okay … that’s the 6-week goal. But still … wah!

Breaking things down into smaller goals works really well for me – into manageable chunks that don’t seem too overwhelming – both in terms of time and difficulty. It’s amazing what can be achieved when fully focused on a short-term goal. It seems silly to even say it, but the short-term goal thing is so obvious, yet so effective.

4-week focus … time is nearly up. From a weight-loss perspective, I may¬† be a pound or two adrift from the four-week goal, but you never know what might happen in 36 hours!

In any case, I’ll be able to enjoy my birthday in the knowledge that it’s all in the right direction. One step at a time.

Good luck with your own goals, whatever they may be!

It’s the weekend and (eek!) treats are in the house…

5 days done, 4 to go on the 9-day push … and things are on track … but …

There’s a whole load of temptation in the house, though, as Wayne went food shopping and bought treats as his (17 and 15-year-old) daughters are staying for the weekend. So it’s a danger zone for me… the lure of crisps, chocolate (mmmm… maltesers!) or whatever might prove too much for me.

Normally I’d let myself have a little treat to avoid feeling deprived – but am very focused on this last push, so I am trying to avoid calorie-dense, nutritionally-low value foods – to make every calorie count! It’s amazing how much you can eat of ‘real’ food in comparison to, say, even 4 squares of chocolate. So I’ve put those ‘treats’ out of sight, so I am not so tempted. I think I’ll be okay, but I generallly find healthy eating more difficult at the weekends. If I stray, I’ll compensate by being more active –¬† walking or going to the gym. I have a gym review booked in tomorrow afternoon anyway – having body fat percentage measured (eek!) so I hope it is down a little and to have met my other 4-week gym goals.

Am now very close to my 9-day goal, I might even be able to beat it … and possibly hit the original 4-week diet goal. We’ll see! I’ll be happy with hitting the 9-day goal, the 4-week goal or anything in between!

Whatever you are doing this weekend, have a happy one, y’all!

9-day push update, slightly obsessive scale usage and boiled eggs

Super-quick post tonight.

I’m so pleased that I have digital scales. They measure increments of a quarter of a pound or 200 grammes.

Yes, I am getting on every day, and so far the scales are going in the right direction, even if is a quarter of a pound down a day. I fear I may be slightly obsessed though, as I took the scales to an overnight hotel stay with my other half earlier in the week. Sorry, Wayne!

So sticking to the diet IS tough, but seeing the scales go down is great motivation to stay on track. And also knowing it’s only for a short while, then I can stablise again.

There are 3 of us in the team at work trying to lose a little weight, so that definitely helps that there is not so much ‘naughty’ food around to tempt us.

And finally, thinking forward to next week, for our birthdays, we normally bring in cakes, donuts or other goodies to work. I think I’m going to have to bring some healthy snacks in as well next week! Healthy suggestions welcomed, as I don’t expect anyone will welcome a hard-boiled egg as a snack!

2 days down, 7 to go … and the outlook is sunny!

Outlook is sunny

I am focused. The light is officially on. It’s 2 days into the final 9-day push and all is well. I have curbed my eating, restricted my calories, am drinking more water and have been to the gym.

The ‘X’ stone 11 goal is definitely achievable now with 7 days to go until my birthday – and I might even get into a new dress that is hanging up at home that has never been worn ūüôā (Deliberately bought in a smaller size as a goal to get into!) I’ll be trying it on every day to see if there is any progress – and – I know you shouldn’t really get on the scales every day, but dear friends, I may not be able to resist to ensure progress is continuing! Just got to keep up the good work and not be distracted. Focus, focus, focus!

P.S. Am still addicted to watching the US Biggest Loser on Sky on Monday evenings. Bob and Gillian are still trainers in this series – and they are pretty awesome when it comes to motivating weight-loss. The contestants are heading towards the final few weeks and it’s definitely helping me stay motivated – they are doing their final pushes too. This is my favourite part of the series, where you see the before and after shots – the transformations can be amazing! It helps me, anyway!

A wobble on the 4-week push … refocus, refocus, refocus!

Well, unless I chop a leg off, I don’t think I’m going to make my 4-week goal. I’ve had an enjoyable¬†week and¬†I¬†DID resist the egg-buttie-breakfast-run¬†on Friday, but then it went a bit downhill from there. I had my Mum round for the evening on¬†Friday¬†– dinner-and-a-movie-night. I was all determined to¬†have a healthy dinner. She was a bit later than planned, so I convinced myself I needed a glass of Sancerre¬†while I waited… and this simple decision began a weekend off the diet.

What’s encouraging, though,¬†is that I can view a weekend off the diet in perspective. It simply is a wobble, not the end of the world. It’s true, I haven’t lost weight in the last few days, so¬†no progress made to the 4-week push since last week – but the important thing is not to continue in this vein. In previous years, I’d have just carried on – eating and drinking what I fancied, regardless of the consequences. In fact, let’s be honest, that’s how I used to eat every day! So I must have learnt something this past 10 months or so!

Time to refocus:¬†So now it’s the¬†9-day push! I recognise there is only so much I can do in 9 days. It’ll probably take me 2 days to get back to where I was on before the wobble.¬†I think the very¬†best I’ll be able to achieve in 9 days is to get to ‘X’ stone 11 lbs – above¬†where I wanted to be,¬†but still would be an acceptable loss across the 4 weeks and – importantly – it means I am still going in the right direction. (And no, I’m not publishing my actual¬†weight to the world – even I have my limits as to what I’ll share across to the world!)

So, it’s back to reducing the calories. Later this¬†afternoon, Wayne and I¬†are off to the gym –¬†I’m going for that¬†‘X’ stone 11 goal!

 

Friday cooked breakfast run? Just say no!

So… 2 weeks left to go in my self-imposed ‘4-week push’. After a good start, the sunshine (hello, Spring – you are most welcome!) has made me feel great about life and the universe, but hankering after social nights out with good friends and loved ones, and for a chilled glass or two of something sparkling … and I don’t mean San Pellegrino … so I’ll have watch it, or else I’ll be stabilising at a too high weight. Go to re-focus! And do it now.

I guess if I desperately fancy a drink-drink, maybe I can add some sparkling water to the wine. At the very least, that will help me not get too tipsy (what a great word!) as I appear to have lost my ability to drink since being on this ‘mission’.

Tomorrow, I’ll resist the ‘cooked breakfast delivered to your desk’ that is our usual Friday treat at work. If anyone from the office is reading this, you have my full permission to confiscate my egg buttie (fried egg sandwich) if I weaken my resolve overnight!

Finally, I need to remember that I’ve a couple of slightly-too-tight dresses to fit into this summer (bought as goals to get into) … and I’d really like to wear one of them on my birthday.

I can do it! Two weeks to go!

Yippity do-dah; Zara and size 12 Jeans!

Time to report in on the previously documented four-week push. So far, so good. A little wobble (involving a certain Mr Pinot Grigio, scrummy bar food and some 10-year old Port last week) but still managed to lose weight in the week overall. So just under 3 weeks to go now for the final push!

Super-busy at work with multiple deadlines. In the denial* days, I would have come home from a long day and hit the wine (I deserve it) and food (I deserve it) as some kind of instant gratification and my reward for getting through a long day, long week, blah blah blah! This time, I decided that I would just have some healthy food (which was on-hand luckily – the secret is in the planning) and that I didn’t need the wine – so I could stay true to my four-week final push. And – yippee! – I managed it.

I felt a little wardrobe update was called for, as I was last at this weight in 1995. So shopping, we went. Pre-‘project-Andrea’ I couldn’t shop in places like H&M and Zara. So I ventured in. Cautiously, I tried a couple of things on. Happy days – they fitted! I can’t tell you how nice it is to be free to shop where you like, because you are not restricted by your size. It’s extremely motivating. So a rather summery peach-coloured jacket was acquired and worn to work this week.

I also did some online shopping as I wanted some new jeans. Size 14s arrived (Size 10 USA). I tried them on straight away. They were too big. What? Surely I can’t be a UK 12? ¬†Re-order online. Size 12s arrive. OMG. They fit! They fit! Cue singing around the house! Now, I am not naive enough to think that all size 12s are created equal, some are obviously bigger than others, but I am so happy, happy, happy about this.

It’s funny,¬†I obviously know I have lost weight, but my brain hasn’t quite kept pace with my physical appearance – it’s like it needs some time to adjust to the new me. I have had some lovely comments from my friends and colleagues this week. I don’t know why in particular this week, maybe it’s the new jeans and jacket in the right size? Who knows? What I can say is that it does help that other people are noticing – and it makes me even more determined to keep getting closer to my goal and ultimately keep it off.¬†Thank you to everyone who commented – it really does help!¬†

And finally, gym this morning to kick-off the weekend in a good way –¬†which, shock-horror, I really enjoyed. So, it’s definitely been a good week overall, and I have a few key ‘lessons learnt’ from it:

  1. If you have a goal – document it, set a timescale and take the first step to achieving what you want.
  2. Pay someone a genuine compliment – maybe they are looking good or maybe they have been good to you – so thank them for being so nice – it really can make a difference to them.
  3. Recognise the small successes you are making towards your goal – if it your goal seems a long way off, one step towards it is better than one step away from it.
  4. And lastly, If you have a wobble, it’s okay, we’re all human and it’s just a wobble – just get back on track as soon as you can.

Have a fab few days and be good to yourself!

*denial = denial that there was a problem

Get this thing done – giving myself a 4-week deadline!

It’s London Marathon day and a few people I know are running. They have been preparing for months and months with today’s deadline in mind. I truly admire their determination and also their efforts to raise money for some amazing causes.

I am not and have never been a runner,¬† so I’m not planning to sign-up for a marathon anytime soon, but I am giving myself a deadline to ‘sign-up’ to commit¬† to shifting the final few pounds. I just need to stop messing around and do what I know is right for me. This will put me firmly in the healthy BMI range and a weight I was last at 20 years ago. I won’t be skinny, but I will be at a healthy weight.

I am doing a four-week push – given myself a four-week deadline. This will take me to one day before my birthday. I have a goal weight in mind. A good goal and a good date, I think – challenging, but achievable. I have already started. Once done, I’ll get on with the business of stabilsing.

So that’s me, getting it off, keeping it off. And stop messing around!

Beware stretchy clothes – for they are the enemy!

So I wrote in a previous post about staying aware and staying changed. This morning, I had the perfect wake-up call for this.

Yes, I went to the gym on Saturday, but yes, I also enjoyed a little break from healthy eating over the weekend.  Apart from the gym, I was not very active and lolled around for most of the weekend in my stretchy gym gear or PJs. So far, so comfy!

Pasta was¬†my friend again this¬†weekend,¬†and so was a very¬†pleasant dry, white wine and other things that have been absent for a while!¬†Now, usually this would be okay, under the good old 80/20 rule. In reality, it was more like 50/50 over this past week, 50% ‘good’, 50% not.¬†And amazingly,¬†this morning it showed in how my clothes fit.¬†Or didn’t.

Yes, dear friends, the skirt I put on for work this morning was too tight. Now, I know this is hardly world headline breaking news, but I really was a little shocked.  And disappointed. It was my wake-up call! Enough is enough. Time to reverse the trend.

So, beware stretchy clothes, everyone –¬†for they¬†are the enemy!¬†They let you put on weight and carry on in blissful ignorance, happily in denial,¬†until you need to¬†wear something fitted.

But, stretchy clothes will not win! I am changed. I am not in denial. I am aware. I will not buy larger clothes! I started to address it today.

So that’s me, still making the change and staying changed.