Weigh in

Lost one pound. Not amazing but at least my weight went down.

My plan to go to zumba last night was abandoned because the cold I was fighting off a couple of weeks ago - and which I thought had gone - came back and I felt pathetic. Overnight I've gone from sniffle to sore throat to tickly cough. 

Today I'm not ill as such, just not at my peak. (Which was about thirty years ago.)

Onward and upwards - or hopefully downwards.

Just how special is Uncle Ben's rice?

Breakfast and dinner times are fine on Slimming World but I struggle at lunchtimes, trying to think of things to have that isn't salad. Chilli beetroot and tomatoes are my go to and, while I very much enjoy them, there is a limit how much one can eat. Or how often.

So browsing in Sainsburys last time I picked up a packet of Uncle Ben's Special Savoury Chicken Flavoured Rice. It seemed like a quick option. Dug it out of the cupboard today and checked the number of syns. Three. So not too bad. 

I heated it up and before I'd tasted it I was put off by the smell. Now I do have a nose problem so it might not have been entirely the fault of the rice so I took a taste. Oh yuck. Seriously? 

So that's three syns I've saved. Although I still haven't solved the lunchtime problem. We're having baked potatoes for dinner so I don't really want one now as well. Baked beans? But what sort of speed food (basically most fruit and veg except potato) do you have with baked beans?

Uck, I can still smell it and I'm in a different room.

Weigh-in tonight so perhaps I'll just eat fruit for lunch.

Starting again

Rejoined Slimming World.

Can't decide if it's a victory or a defeat.Victory in that I'm hoping to take control of my eating again; defeat because I can't do it without some sort of outside help.

So starting weight (in clothes): 10 st.
Target weight (in clothes): 9 st. 

On the plus side, after two weeks off, I'm back in gentle fitness. I would have been in boxercise tonight as well but my partner can't make it. Realistically I think boxercise is too much for me. My partner, though she's young, has all sorts of joint problems following a very serious accident a number of years ago, so we're both happy to potter along at no great speed, but when I thought about going on my own tonight I realised what a burden I would be to any other partner.

I have investigated (just now) and I'm going to try out a zumba class next Monday evening. I'm writing that on here to keep me to it.

I love music and dancing and I think the class will be a better range of ages and abilities than the high-powered boxing group. And not as professional looking as this group I hope.

If all else fails apparently there is a zumba gold option - for old people - available too.

P.S. For the first time ever today my hairdresser gave me biscuits with my cup of tea. I didn't eat them.

Boxing my way out of a fat situation

Had made up my mind not to weigh again this morning then when I got up and went to the toilet I thought, 'I might as well face the horror. Get it over with. At least then I'll know where I'm starting from.'

Now normally on a Tuesday morning Husband gets up and weighs before I go into the bathroom and he leaves the scales out for me. This morning, he forgot to weigh so the bathroom floor was empty of scales. 

'Hm,' I said to myself. 'I could get the scales out ... or not.'

I didn't.

Next week is soon enough.

I am back in gentle fitness class now and this Thursday I'm starting ... wait for it ... boxercise.

I'll report back afterwards.

A belated Christmas card?

Happy New Year!

Haven't weighed. Refuse to start 2019 being depressed while I have enjoyed myself so much over the holiday.

A day or so ago I received what looked like a late card. Addressed to me - rather than Mr & Mrs - and in a pretty gold envelope. Ooh, I thought, this looks interesting.

It was an invite to rejoin Slimming World.

Good marketing ploy but it went straight in the bin.

How about you? How's your weight doing?

Better not go out in this!

Two weeks' combined losses add up to .6 kg. That equals - hang on while I find out ... 1.3 lbs. Hm, not brilliant but better than an increase and it takes me to 9.5 stone. But my Christmas dress is looking extra-mini, indecent in fact.

Perhaps I'd better stick to cover-all jumpers and jeans over the festive season!

Today I'm off out for Christmas lunch with a group of women. Then there's just Christmas itself to get through. (Get through in a slimming sense that is; I LOVE Christmas!) So New Year new resolutions.

Hope you have a very jolly and wonderful time however you celebrate. See you next year.

uh uh, not today, thank you

Not weighing today. Husband's birthday weekend celebrations have taken their toll. He has gained 3 lbs. 

No way am I getting on those scales. But I still live in hope of having a (mini) dress for Christmas even if I have to go bare-footed.