Katycakes
Stubborn tortoise
Day 52
Scales 12st. (Lucky, very lucky...)
I need to focus and give myself a talking to... after staying on track till 3-ish yesterday I went way off the wagon and made some bad choices while I was at it. I think the day after I've returned from a work-away trip is often a danger time for me, there is that 'letting go' of the discipline (not that I was hugely disciplined while away) which makes me want some kind of reward... and also this time a sense that eating was nice, what harm would it do... but a small plate of cottage cheese and tomato rapidly led to a Frys chocolate bar and that was that, a hot cross bun was next, and I was lost.
I worked very hard all yesterday, and finished the work at 7-ish... that was an element too, in the past i have used chocolate to help me work faster - it does work to an extent but then you crash, so I know with my logical head it is NOT a solution. And by that time I was on a roll and I knew I would get there, so no need for the choc anyways.
Trying to unravel some of the saboteur thoughts. I am tired of CD, a little. (Aren't we all?) And in london the hotel room had good light and long mirrors and seeing myself I could see I was slimmer than at the start, looking better in my clothes, no longer looking 'fat' as such although not looking 'slim' either. Medium, I suppose. But I liked looking 'medium'. I began to think, maybe the 11s would be an OK place to stop at? (And I am not even there yet!) I might be OK as I am. And actually I don't think that's so, I think I need to go on, I know I do, to get a healthy BMI for one thing, to fit into my lovely clothes too, to deliver on the promises I made to myself and get to goal.
But all of those are reasons for the fall. And the worst and scariest reason of all... 'I have slipped before and survived, so what harm would it do?' That is a path I REALLY don't want to go down.
OK. Line drawn, guilt minimal, regret fairly strong... today I will be 100% and will plan my meals. I have to email off the work at 3, and until then will be busy editing/pruning/tidying it up. At 3 I will go out and see Mum, and then be back for teatime for my 810 meal. Sorted. Today i also need to text CDC and rearrange next weeks WI for later in week, as taking DD to an applicant day in Manchester. I will give myself the task of staying 100% on the two days we are away, as well. It should be possible, without spoiling her trip, if I am very careful where we eat.
So... here comes Friday. And my work is FINISHED, or the rough draft of it is. And I am happy, happy, happy.
Happy friday to all of you too.
xxx
Scales 12st. (Lucky, very lucky...)
I need to focus and give myself a talking to... after staying on track till 3-ish yesterday I went way off the wagon and made some bad choices while I was at it. I think the day after I've returned from a work-away trip is often a danger time for me, there is that 'letting go' of the discipline (not that I was hugely disciplined while away) which makes me want some kind of reward... and also this time a sense that eating was nice, what harm would it do... but a small plate of cottage cheese and tomato rapidly led to a Frys chocolate bar and that was that, a hot cross bun was next, and I was lost.
I worked very hard all yesterday, and finished the work at 7-ish... that was an element too, in the past i have used chocolate to help me work faster - it does work to an extent but then you crash, so I know with my logical head it is NOT a solution. And by that time I was on a roll and I knew I would get there, so no need for the choc anyways.
Trying to unravel some of the saboteur thoughts. I am tired of CD, a little. (Aren't we all?) And in london the hotel room had good light and long mirrors and seeing myself I could see I was slimmer than at the start, looking better in my clothes, no longer looking 'fat' as such although not looking 'slim' either. Medium, I suppose. But I liked looking 'medium'. I began to think, maybe the 11s would be an OK place to stop at? (And I am not even there yet!) I might be OK as I am. And actually I don't think that's so, I think I need to go on, I know I do, to get a healthy BMI for one thing, to fit into my lovely clothes too, to deliver on the promises I made to myself and get to goal.
But all of those are reasons for the fall. And the worst and scariest reason of all... 'I have slipped before and survived, so what harm would it do?' That is a path I REALLY don't want to go down.
OK. Line drawn, guilt minimal, regret fairly strong... today I will be 100% and will plan my meals. I have to email off the work at 3, and until then will be busy editing/pruning/tidying it up. At 3 I will go out and see Mum, and then be back for teatime for my 810 meal. Sorted. Today i also need to text CDC and rearrange next weeks WI for later in week, as taking DD to an applicant day in Manchester. I will give myself the task of staying 100% on the two days we are away, as well. It should be possible, without spoiling her trip, if I am very careful where we eat.
So... here comes Friday. And my work is FINISHED, or the rough draft of it is. And I am happy, happy, happy.
Happy friday to all of you too.
xxx