If you are thinking that it is not a good sign for me to be blogging a day late from my Tuesday weigh-in, well.......that's because it isn't! Two pounds on this week, weighing me in at 17 stone 11 poonds.
In my defence, I have actually only put on 1.2 pounds, but the law of sod has pushed me over the half pound mark, so I am suffering from a scorching bout of roundupitis.
It has been a weird thought pattern since the weigh in. Initial reaction was 'WHAT?!! I can't believe it, and I have no idea what I have done wrong!!!'. Then.......'oh, there was that foot long chicken-in breadcrumbs subway which I had......with cookie and coke'......followed by a touch of.......'aaaah yes, I missed a morning of swimming at the weekend, and didn't go to badminton training tonight'.......then increasingly more sheepishly.........'I seem to have quite a few empty cider bottles in my recycling bin...' SO, what have we learned from this experience people? We have learned that if you don't do as much exercise, and eat more unhealthy things, you run the risk not only of not losing weight, but putting weight on.........well........deeeerrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
So I am calling this weigh in, a week-off (the subway was particularly magneeeficent by the way, mmmmmmmmmm!), but it's back to work. An hour on the Wii-fit tonight, and ricey chickeny thing for tea. My halo is once again, hovering above my head. By the way, do I get another two bottles of aftershave if I get down to 11 stone 9 again?? Pleeeeeeeeease?????
On a more positive note, I finally managed to make it to badminton club last Friday, and each to a man commented that I had lost weight.....and yes, they said it before I did! I'm not looking for validation, but it's nice for my efforts to be visible. Just got to keep it going.
Will up the blogging posts now; and as a tempter, I have both decided the next subject of the month, AND my reward for losing the next 14 pounds (and trust me, you may be able to guess the former, but you are never in a month of Sundays going to guess the latter!).
Wednesday, 31 August 2011
Tuesday, 23 August 2011
Weigh in (10)
Here's me thinking that breaking 18 stone for a second time would de-value the experience; may I say what a load of crap that idea was, as it feels fabulous....again! It's probably made all the more sweet by the fact that I am the lightest I have been for God knows how long, as I am now weighing in at seventeen stone...............nine!!! I am elated by this, and also surprised. I was a good boy, but not a brilliant one; no fast food and no big sinning, but the odd jam sandwich before bedtime had me feeling guilty and certainly not expecting this result. What I have done is gone swimming twice, done a half hour of step, and just come back from an hour of badminton training. Clearly that amounts to more calories burned that two jam butties!
It comes at a particularly good time, as I have had a hell of a frustrating and crappy day at work, and am feeling a bit tired and rough as a result of it. This has been the perfect pick-me-up. Not only this, I have also taken my August photos which should soon be uploaded onto the slide shows on here (if you click on them you will be able to see them in gory largeness). There are definite and distinct signs of reduced bellyness, particularly from side on. Feels goooooooooooood!
Finally, I have just realised something else. I have lost 14 pounds in total (Weigh in (3) was when I bought the posh scales, which weighed me in at 18 stone 9 pounds); and the last time I looked, 14 pounds is...........ready for it.........1 stone! Not a pebble......not a boulder......a stone!!! YAY! I'm still going to measure weight loss in pounds (there is something of an anticlimax with going from 14 somethings (pounds) to just 1 something (stone), I like numbers that just keep going up!).
Now, have you been paying attention? What am I going to be doing this weekend?? Well, I get paid on Friday, so am off to Debenhams to pick myself up a bottle of 'The One' and 'The One Gentleman'. This was my planned reward for 14 pounds lost, and I don't think anyone reading this blog (or writing it!) can argue I haven't earned it.
Today my friends....life is good!
It comes at a particularly good time, as I have had a hell of a frustrating and crappy day at work, and am feeling a bit tired and rough as a result of it. This has been the perfect pick-me-up. Not only this, I have also taken my August photos which should soon be uploaded onto the slide shows on here (if you click on them you will be able to see them in gory largeness). There are definite and distinct signs of reduced bellyness, particularly from side on. Feels goooooooooooood!
Finally, I have just realised something else. I have lost 14 pounds in total (Weigh in (3) was when I bought the posh scales, which weighed me in at 18 stone 9 pounds); and the last time I looked, 14 pounds is...........ready for it.........1 stone! Not a pebble......not a boulder......a stone!!! YAY! I'm still going to measure weight loss in pounds (there is something of an anticlimax with going from 14 somethings (pounds) to just 1 something (stone), I like numbers that just keep going up!).
Now, have you been paying attention? What am I going to be doing this weekend?? Well, I get paid on Friday, so am off to Debenhams to pick myself up a bottle of 'The One' and 'The One Gentleman'. This was my planned reward for 14 pounds lost, and I don't think anyone reading this blog (or writing it!) can argue I haven't earned it.
Today my friends....life is good!
Sunday, 21 August 2011
Supermarkets - nosey nosey!!
We all do it, but not many of us admit to doing it; a few of us do it without even knowing we are doing it. As for me; I do it, I know I am doing it, and I know I will keep doing it...
When things have ground to a halt - usually at a till queue, occasionally when blocked from the next item on your shopping list by someone else's trolley, and of course not forgetting being stalled behind the numtee who can't park his trolley properly (I have a real problem with those guys in case you hadn't realised!) I have a bit of a wandering eye; and that eye takes me to the content of other people's trolleys and baskets.
Now, I confess that I am the last person to pass judgement on someone else's life; however I just can't help playing the 'what does your shopping say about you' game. Here are the commonest types, and my associated translations.....speaking as a man, I am telling this from the perspective of a male shopper....
Charcoal, 8 sausages, 48 cans of lager and 48 cans of cider ('it's a sunny day, got the boys coming round, and I think the sausage/booze ratio is just about perfect').
Fruit, vegetables, quinoa, wholemeal pasta, quorn sausages, 100% wholemeal bread, Mars Bar ('the wife wrote my shopping list, and the Mars Bar will be gone by the time I walk over the threshold')
One baked potato, one carrot, two ready meals, six pack of baked beans ('could I be any more single?!! but hey, isn't Tesco's the new night club for picking up birds? see you by the eggs....nudge nudge, wink wink')
8 melt-in-the-middle chocolate puddings, 4 packets of Pringles, 6 boxes of chocolate chip cookies, 4 packs of butter (tricky one this; either....'my kids have reeeeeeeally terrible diets, and this lot won't last long with those lot eating me out of house and home' or possibly........'I hope you all think that I am shopping for the family, and I am not in actual fact going to go home and scoff the lot in front of a Lord of the Rings/Star Wars all-nighter')
Love it!! Of course not only can I be the judger, I am no doubt at times the judgee. Who knows what my trolley of super-duper healthy food (honest!!) says about me? Right now I think I am foxing a lot of people; as I am an overweight guy with food which does not match an overweight guy. I am guessing the resultant theories would be 'he is shopping for someone else' or 'dodgy thyroid'; hopefully a few will guess the real reason! I might throw in a couple of pounds of LARD just to maintain the stereotype.
This draws to a close the monthly subject of 'Supermarkets'. Coming next............wait and see!! (another way of saying 'I have no idea'!)
When things have ground to a halt - usually at a till queue, occasionally when blocked from the next item on your shopping list by someone else's trolley, and of course not forgetting being stalled behind the numtee who can't park his trolley properly (I have a real problem with those guys in case you hadn't realised!) I have a bit of a wandering eye; and that eye takes me to the content of other people's trolleys and baskets.
Now, I confess that I am the last person to pass judgement on someone else's life; however I just can't help playing the 'what does your shopping say about you' game. Here are the commonest types, and my associated translations.....speaking as a man, I am telling this from the perspective of a male shopper....
Charcoal, 8 sausages, 48 cans of lager and 48 cans of cider ('it's a sunny day, got the boys coming round, and I think the sausage/booze ratio is just about perfect').
Fruit, vegetables, quinoa, wholemeal pasta, quorn sausages, 100% wholemeal bread, Mars Bar ('the wife wrote my shopping list, and the Mars Bar will be gone by the time I walk over the threshold')
One baked potato, one carrot, two ready meals, six pack of baked beans ('could I be any more single?!! but hey, isn't Tesco's the new night club for picking up birds? see you by the eggs....nudge nudge, wink wink')
8 melt-in-the-middle chocolate puddings, 4 packets of Pringles, 6 boxes of chocolate chip cookies, 4 packs of butter (tricky one this; either....'my kids have reeeeeeeally terrible diets, and this lot won't last long with those lot eating me out of house and home' or possibly........'I hope you all think that I am shopping for the family, and I am not in actual fact going to go home and scoff the lot in front of a Lord of the Rings/Star Wars all-nighter')
Love it!! Of course not only can I be the judger, I am no doubt at times the judgee. Who knows what my trolley of super-duper healthy food (honest!!) says about me? Right now I think I am foxing a lot of people; as I am an overweight guy with food which does not match an overweight guy. I am guessing the resultant theories would be 'he is shopping for someone else' or 'dodgy thyroid'; hopefully a few will guess the real reason! I might throw in a couple of pounds of LARD just to maintain the stereotype.
This draws to a close the monthly subject of 'Supermarkets'. Coming next............wait and see!! (another way of saying 'I have no idea'!)