Cerulean's Maintenance Diary - 20 wks of SSing - Maintaining since 25/07/11

Awww thanks! I like your avatar, I had such a crush on Dave Gahan when I was 19. Shame that Fletch is starting to look like Alan Bennett these days ;)
 
Day 54

What a day - and it's only lunchtime o'clock. Woke up and ate my peanut crunch bar and had a cup of Lapsang Souchon whilst listening to people talking about Osama Bin Laden...and then I got up and walked to the gym to have a swim. Nice. I was only expecting to do a km as I haven't swum regulartly for over 6 months but I just kept going and did a mile in less than my usual time. I guess the regular hill-walking has really souped up my stamina.

Ugh - back to work tomorrow after a lovely 11 days off of just pottering about and not worrying about anything. I'm having a bit of a sort out at home. I'm just about to take my I Can Make You Slim 90 day workbook down to the charity shop (I did his workshop in 2006 and whilst it didn't exactly make me slim (in fact it preceded me going 2 stone up the scales to the heaviest and most depressed I ever was but the less said about that the better ;) I guess it taught me that I could solve the problem if I really wanted to (guess I had other more pressing issues at the time) and as a result of the workshop I made a poster that said by August 12th 2007 I will weigh 10st - and I did it to the day!) - but realised I'd filled out some of the personal info at the front so I'd better rub that out before giving it to Scope, eh? Luckily its only in light pencil.

Oooh, I feel all springy!
 
Paul McKenna did nothing for me either, though I only forked out for the book... Interesting how many things are a waste of time & money with dieting.

Oh God, don't get me started on Depeche Mode, I can talk the hind legs off a donkey :D

When I first went to see them in Manchester we were stood right at the barriers on Fletch's side of the stage, he just looked like someones Dad that had snuck in & was having the time of his life, lol. I love Dave Gahan, he's not the best looking dude but by eck he's sexy when he does what he does best :D
 
Great blog :-D xx
 
Just a quickie

It was my first day back in the office after 11 days off, my two female colleagues totally noticed (one said 'It's just falling off you!' the other said 'YOUR FACE!!!' (in a good way, I hasten to add! :p)

Worst bit of today is that ALL OF LONDON seems to smell of onion. (Wills? Kate? is that your doing?)

Other worst bit of today is that my lovely next door colleague who is lovely and I love my office, but he's a cyclist and he has big home cooked lunches and eats them at his desk - well today it was burger! BURGER! ARRRGGGHHHH. The smeeeeellllllll, the smeeeeeelllllllllll....

And tonight it was my 8th weigh-in - as I say, every week 2 days less than a full week ;) and I am now officially 2st 10lbs lighter than I was 8 weeks ago.

Over and out and stickin' to the plan!!
 
Hahaha, Carla - I can't believe that it's 18 years since I saw them in Crystal Palace (and got so 'tipsy' that I tried to light a tampon instead of a cigarette) Happy days!
 
And tonight it was my 8th weigh-in - as I say, every week 2 days less than a full week ;) and I am now officially 2st 10lbs lighter than I was 8 weeks ago.

Excellent weight loss in 8 weeks, well done:happy096:

Good to see you doing so well:)

Hahaha, Carla - I can't believe that it's 18 years since I saw them in Crystal Palace (and got so 'tipsy' that I tried to light a tampon instead of a cigarette) Happy days!


Have you given up smoking:confused::p
 
Hi there Mini! Nice to be back and doing so well! It's always lovely to come back and see your little messages of encouragement.

Yes, I gave up smoking a fair while back - in fact it was properly giving up smoking back in 2006 that made me realise I could probably stick to Lighter Life all those years ago!
 
Well done Sarah on giving up smoking...probably one of the best things you could do for your health.

You did very well on LL and it looks like you are doing just as well on CD and at the rate you are losing you should be at goal in another couple of months:fingerscrossed:
 
Well I've upped my walking - did work and back today (7 miles in total - if I manage this on every pleasant day over the next month or so I save myself a week's worth of foodpack money in bus fares)...might not manage both tomorrow cos of having to make that all important polling station detour either before or after work. But I shall certainly try.

Made the decision to buy a flat next year I was going to attempt to save a 10% deposit on somewhere in London but that would be next to impossible...I'm going leftfield and not buying a place in London...oh no, that would be too easy...I'm going to try to buy a cheapy fixer-upper in a place near some water so I can get some sailing in. It's only in the planning stages at the moment, but I can't quite believe I can get on the housing ladder so easily! Have I just been an idiot or have houseprices suddenly got reasonable again?

Anyway - yeah - weight loss, whoo!
 
Day 57 in the bag

Almost forgot my last foodpack. Crazy times, eh?

Tomorrow's a busy day, work until 1.30, then acting class (We're recording a radio drama, we have an actual Radio 4 script) I love recording. When I'm not bellowing like a fishwife or cackling like a witch, I have quite a nice voice - the course I'm doing is all about recording our showreels - I want to try to get radio work. Actually, sod "try", am gonna!

After class, yet another hop across town to Fitzrovia to see a TV recording...if I can be bothered. I'm on the VIP list which means I get in first, but TV recordings are always soooooo painful and the audience are treated like cattle which is ungrateful for free entertainment, but it's how I feel!

So today I got into size 16 trousers - like totally in them...a few weeks ago I couldn't get them past my thighs.

I'm a third of a way through the maxiumum amount of time I want to abstain for. I had hairloss probs first time round (it all came back but I looked like a fuzzy duck for a year after) and my periods stopped when I got under a BMI of 27 and didn't return until I got back to that weight almost 3 months after stopping abstinence and 6 months after they stopped in the first place so I am considering 1000ing from that point to try to teach myself not going insane with food)

Anyway - sleepybo time. Sleep well minichums!
 
A rare Sunday off

Relaxing in bed with a nice cup of tea - the house just needs a quick 30 min blitz, I have no plans, a big event for my friends that I've organised passed brilliantly yesterday and everyone seems happy.

And I'm under 200lbs for the first time since I ran the half marathon in October 2009. Whoop!
 
Cor - it got a bit tough today. Dunno if it was everyone at work talking about cake (I'm easy with food talk, I read food blogs and menus all the time and I'm cool with it) or a colleague offering me a cornetto for sorting out a thing with our Ukraine office. Or maybe it's the walking - or the fact I can't stand Oriental Chilli any more (my default lunch as it's the only one I can mix at work without anyone noticing) so I wait til I get home before I have my second foodpack. Tonight I walked home 10 mins faster than I usually do so I must have been bombing along at about 4 miles an hour (I have to cross a lot of busy roads and I stopped to take pics of the lovely clouds over Hoxton)

Still - all home and all good - Day 61 in the bag. Cor - just 8 days away from Day 70 - haven't been past Day 70 since the first time round...I'm really starting to feel the slinky me coming back now. And as if by magic, around the 14st mark I start to become visible to the grubby street perverts that feel it necessary to comment on the hotness of passing women (wonder if that technique has ever worked for them, I THINK NOT) under 13st and they start following me. Best one ever was 'Mmmm, mmm, mmm, sex in the city' I have NO IDEA WHAT HE MEANT ;)
 
I DEMAND A REWEIGH!!!

Not really - and I'm never really disappointed with the scales - I had plenty of totally arbitrary STS and less than a lb weeks on my initial 30 week run on this and I know my 16 pyjama bottoms are baggy on me...

2.5lbs...Uh? I showed up 5lbs heavier than my home scales (super whizzy v reliable home scales) and usually I only show up 2lbs heavier. That's the only reason I'm being a scale whinger, I PROMISE!

It was a bit of a shock when I actually thought this week was a 4lb week. Just goes to show...those scales can be a cruel and unreliable mistress.

Still - an inch off my waist - although I looked at my official card and I pointed out to my CDC that according to her (self-confessed I hasten to add!) rubbish measuring, I haven't lost anything off my hips in 6 weeks - when yes I have indeed lost at least 3 inches over her measurements - so gawd knows what she's been measuring me with and where!

I've also compared myself with the same weight 2 years ago, I am 1% less fat and 1% more muscle and I have a smaller waist and bust, so I've obviously done the toning work! Mind you - back then I was running - but I guess 7 miles a day 5 days a week is probably going to shift more fat than a couple of miles run 3 days a week...

I'm still doing brilliantly...so NUH NUH NE NUH NUH fat cells, soon I vill shreenk all of you into oblivion!
 
I was getting a teensy bit 'When oh when will this ever end' this morning…so I looked at my magic spreadsheet and thought 'well it's only a month until I have a 2 in front of my BMI' and then I counted back to see when I was a stone heavier…and it was just under 3 weeks ago. A stone in 3 weeks - and that's 2 months into this…not the beginning. I'm doing okay! I'm only a couple weeks off having lost a fifth of my starting weight. See, I'm brilliant!

Stopped for a little chat with my CDC - I have 3 weeks until my 810 week. I'm not dreading it exactly, it's just I'm one of life's SS-ers (what a thing to admit to being!) I am good at ketosis, and the little games you have to play with yourself to trick you into doing this madcap plan. I shall just have to find a whole heap of new games, I guess. And hey - I can have squid and asparagus for tea EVERY NIGHT (if I want to - mmmm, I want to - I could even stuff the squid with asparagus if I wanted to. Mmmm. Yeah. Is samphire allowed on 810?)

I'm just a bit bored of this bit - I can feel my hardbody underneath and can see the general slinkiness starting (I haven't a scrap of fat left on my face so gawd knows what I'll look like 3 stone down from here - I could cut steel with my cheekbones at the moment!), but it's making me itch for the exciting getting into my size 14 dresses stage to start! Also I have a 2 week wait before I can get my bike fixed and my new stability shoes (my old ones are too battered to start running in) so I can’t even start New! Exciting! Exercise! Boooooored!
 
FOOD MENTION...

On days like this I wish there was a Fish & Chip pack with extra salt and vinegar...I have to walk past 5 chippies on my walk home. Anyone would think I lived in Brighton, not North London.

Anyway - relatively well behaved all day despite wanting to murder a battered sausage. Work was tough and I still didn't feel compelled, just got through it. Just have to keep getting through it for 4 more blimmin' stone.
 
What a blimmin day...work was TOUGH with a capital UGH! (But it's okay I was a grown-up and got it all sorted and came out the moral and actual victor)

Then I went out socialising with drama peeps. Lovely lovely drama peeps. Everyone loves my bit of play what I wrote, I'm in demand for actoring and it was just lovely and affirming and the lady who was trying to get me to drink vodka and tonic a few weeks ago said 'Wow, it's really working'.

Next challenge is trying to get cast in a glamorous role rather than a shouty old frump. Warrrrgh.

Oh - also - I totally forgot! I work mainly with men in a work environment where it's really rare to make personal comments so comments on weight-loss from men to women are beyond unusual, but I got my first one today. Only took three stone...but that's how polite everyone at my work is!
 
Ch-ch-changes (and probably a bit more sharing than I usually do!)

Oh I had forgotten not to get into fights whilst on this diet. You are already deranged enough without losing your temper on top of it. Still I apologised (I was genuinely justified but prob should have been a bit politer) and did okay and sorted things out a bit - but argh. Must watch my VLCD wick...things get on it too easily. Oh blimey - just realise that every time I do a VLCD I end up on the redundancy list within a few months of coming off it. Yikes! Maybe I've been getting myself the sack for being horrible!

Today was a good day. The sort of ex (who is actually my ex - not been current for several years, the debate is to whether or not we actually ever were together hence the 'sort of') met for fizzy water and a chat. He's onto his third or fourth new lady since me (we're good mates - it's no great shakes)...I'm still on a grand total of zero (don't ask me about my lovelife - have never really had one and don't think at the grand old age of 37 that one's ever likely) I'm a bonny lass with a good sense of humour and I work hard and I have a laugh, but I have never found anyone I've ever wanted to properly go out with. I used to think there was more to it than that, but I think it's basically there are a lot of strong women in my family and a lot of crap men and I've been brought up to not think they're anything special or particularly worth bothering with. Fair enough - but it gets a bit lonely sometimes and awkward explaining it to people who've known me since school, no, I'm not gay, I'm not a frigid old mare, no I'm not really interested in joining Match.com, I've had my fair share of occasional jiggedy jiggedy but now I just can't be bothered with it. I have the odd fleeting crush here and there so I know I'm not dead from the neck down, but why would I want something that smells and likes football in my life. I already have The Emirates Stadium outside my front door...

I think I thought LL would bring me more boy joy. Turns out it wasn't the fat getting in the way, I didn't actually want one in the first place. Now I've accepted that, I'm well happy. A teensy bit sexually frustrated from time to time...but better that and be a free agent (for me, anyway) so hopefully this time when I try maintainance I won't be fannying about moping and hoping boys like me, I'll be horseriding and going to Thailand and dancing and getting parts in brilliant plays.
 
Jeans alert, jeans alert! NEXT SIZE DOWN!

I looked at my legs in bed this morning and thought - 'definitely a lot more toned and starting to be slim legs rather than wobbling legs of DOOOM' and I just got dressed (hey, it's been a tough week) and thought 'Okay - I'll try on my 16 jeans' I failed at getting into my blue ones...but I think that was because I don't really like that pair - they're not really me so I couldn't be arsed with the leg wiggling - after all they haven't had a bottom in them for at least 2 years. But then I picked up my favourite ever pair of jeans which are inky black and a 16 and I thought I'd just give it a go...and they are ON. Like ON ON. A teensy bit snug but I may very well even wear them out as they are my favourites and I want to get as much wear out of them as I can until I am NEVER A 16 AGAIN EVER EVER.
 
Hahahaha I'm doing the same! I have a gorgeous pair of dark dark blue John Rocha jeans that I spent £45 on, only 4-5 months ago or so. They're size 18, and I just keep doing the belt up tighter!!! xx
 
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