January down and we're into February. Certainly with a few hiccups along the way, but good to see you've all hung in there with me ;)
Firstly, I would like to apologise to everyone for this week's post. You've all come to know and love the hilarity in my posts however this week's is a little more solemn and thought provoking. I guess I was bound to have a week like this along the line somewhere though!
Not only have I committed myself to healthy eating this month, I've jumped on board with two new additions this month - joining a gym and not... drinking.... for an entire month. Good grief. I'm pretty sure coffee and alcohol were the only things getting me through this whole thing! Nothing too adventurous occurred last week except for being sprung eating Hanaichi at the local shopping centre by two housemates of an avid reader of this blog. Whoops. As much as I considered brushing past this little slip up, I knew I would be reminded of it later. So, there it is! I ate deep fried chicken smothered in a curry sauce on rice. Am I glad I ate it? Well, yes and no. By the end (and no, I didn't eat it all.. I left a few grains of rice) I felt like crap physically and mentally. It was no where near as enjoyable as I remember it being which is probably attributed to my new way of life. It wasn't tasty and it felt heavy in my stomach. Such a disappointment feeling so detached from what was once one of my favourite foods :(.
This shitty feeling continued well into the next day when, as punishment, I had a tuna and salad mountain bread wrap for lunch. I'm probably meant to say "it was so refreshing and tasted so good!" but could not be further from the truth. It was bland, boring and I wouldn't torture my pet with it... if I had a pet. I had three bites and binned it - a new form of diet! I sulked for the rest of the day but even at the thought of that dung wrap I was NOT hungry, and that's how I stayed until dinner time.
This week I caught myself thinking of a lot of situations that I may stand to face. The most depressing one being that I am off to Byron Bay for the weekend in mid-February with my sister and a group of friends - AND I CAN'T DRINK. I keep reinforcing to myself that this is for me and my health, future and well-being, but that certainly isn't making it any easier! All I want to do is kick back, watch my trashy TV shows (Gossip Girl and Jersey Shore, anyone?) with a bottle of wine. I'm not going to kid myself or any of you that I'd stop at a glass because I wouldn't. Simple as that. Well, I guess that's why I'm cutting out alcohol this month :S.
The other thing I've been considering is my goals and where I've set them. At the moment I'm 96.3kg, so practically no movement in the past week. It has me a bit down in the dumps, but I'm not expecting mountain-moving weight loss every time I jump on the scales (the mountain being moved is my thighs of course). Then I wandered off in thought...
Last time when I lost 10kg, I weighed 74kg. This time when I hit the 10kg down mark, I'll weigh 91.6kg. That's still 7.6kg heavier than my starting weight last time (84kg). And when I was 10kg down last time, I only had a measly 4kg left to lose. This time, I will still have 20 whole kilograms left to lose! I won't lie, it instantly made me feel exhausted even just the thought of it. I imagine some of you are pretty shocked to read it like that. Welcome to my reality.
In order to not lose sight of the ultimate goal, I've decided to set some mini goals along the way to keep me happy and motivated. Goal one was losing 5kg which I have achieved! Woohoo! My next goal is to be under 95.0kg and I'm hoping to achieve that by Friday 10 February. After that, my next goal is my 10kg down mark (91.6kg) and I'd LOVE to hit that by the end of Feb. Not loving my chances (especially given my falls of the bandwagon of late) but I'm going to give it everything I've got!
As I've began to get my diet in check, which was the biggest hurdle for me without a doubt, it's now onto the exercise :-/ which I am certainly less excited about. My boss has roped me into doing the Hamilton hill walk with her next Monday and I'm assuring myself that I will go through with it. Therefore over the weekend, I'll set up a course of ropes to pull me up the hills because I am sure that this is not going to go/end well.
Also what I plan on doing with each week now is adding my stats to the bottom of the post to ensure I'm still including some detail of my weight loss (the single reason that I started this blog in the first place!):
Starting weight: 101.6kg
Current weight: 96.3kg
Amount lost: 5.3kg
That's all for now folks! Stay tuned for when I kick the exercise component into gear next week ;)
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