I will admit this morning to feeling like a bit of a fraud when I woke up.
I’ve been spending money that would have been on cake and chocolate on a bi-weekly sports massage instead. As you can see, the night *after* a massage my body gets a really decent rest period, but undoubtedly this doesn’t last because of all manner of extraneous factors. One of those, I’ve discovered, is the fact I was eating too much processed sugar again. Except this week that’s been removed summarily from my diet. That meant, when I got on the scales this morning? I’ve lost a massive THREE POUNDS for the week. I don’t remember at any point being able to track my weight decreasing in this fashion. Normally I’m up and down like a fiddler’s elbow/tart’s drawers (delete where applicable) but the trend is never to keep going down with such speed. It means that not only am I lighter, but I feel appreciably more awake and alert. In fact, if I’m honest?
This is the best I’ve felt for several months.
I’d like to apologise to those of you who’ve had to suffer five day’s worth of withdrawal symptoms as a result of this change, but I think the trauma is already worth the result. The biggest problem for me will be getting through the weekend as a Good Girl (TM) and then I have five days away with the kids for Half Term. However, I’m already planning ahead which says to me that actually? I’ve got this. The plan is to see if I can get under and stay under 160 pounds for a while and once I do, introducing the odd reward back into the eating regime won’t be the end of the world. However, I have to stop thinking about the destination whilst still on the journey. Willpower is the key, and then there’s the exercise.
This is the longest I’ve gone without a proper Gym visit since I began working seriously back in September, mostly because I’ve had to work and at least in part because Monday’s PT session was the hardest thing I’ve done for a very long time. However, I beat my step goal by some way yesterday and stuck walking into both Tuesday and Wednesday despite deadlines. I don’t want to stop exercising, far from it. The key now is to find a way to sustain a level of intensity, sleep enough and eat to maintain sanity. That’s meant more red meat in my diet than I can remember for a long time, and because that bothers me enough I’ll want to try and look for alternatives that aren’t so environmentally unfriendly. As it happens, I’ve become quite partial to pear and Stilton so cheese could be an option. I need to do more food research.
For now, however, I don’t want to be here typing, I need to be walking to the Gym.
Once I get back from holiday, we’ll see where things stand.