C25K Week 1

I got out of bed early this morning (first time in a while, I'm loving not starting work til 8am!) and put on clothes I haven't worn in a while. I opened up the new C25K ap on my iphone and added some music to play in the background. Then I went for my first workout! I feel good, on track and very, very positive!

 

As I learned a year ago, the greatest motivator is actually doing exercise!!

 

I loved the quote from the meeting this week "A goal without a plan is just a wish". Excellent motto.

And I'm Back

So, weigh in today. I've regained all bar 0.4kg that I lost. Timely reminder I suppose.

Today has been challenging because I need to keep reminding myself that I have to stick to points, that I cannot deviate from the plan, not until I am back into the swing of things. This week at least, I am going to have the same breakfast and lunch and only vary with dinner - I like structure, it makes my life easier! And water, lots of water.

Sorry, this post is a bit rambling, I'm amazingly sleepy! I am using the free wifi at maccas and resisting the deep fried scents is a bit challenging. I am going to go home and have some more water!

First week, here I come!

A Last Hurrah? Seriously, was that necessary?

Last night I chose to follow my traditional path of self-sabotage. I justified it by saying "it's a last hurrah! One last enjoyment before going healthy!". Not cool, not cool. I ate a whole litre of ice cream! Ugh! Corn chips, brie & ice cream. Sigh. And then I sat up until nearly 1am again so didn't get up and go for a walk or a jog this morning.

 

I'm not giving up, just being honest here if nowhere else. I have rocket, haloumi, mushrooms and avocado for dinner which I am looking forward to. That and an early night, I am so insanely tired! (No pity required, own fault).

 

I didn't have a great breakfast but I had an awesome lunch so will be doing fine for my first weigh-in back on Saturday. So. Excited!

How did I manage to leave this so long?

I lost the plot back in January really. Then I had no motivation. Then work got very stressful. Then I had to prepare to move cities. Then I needed to feel settled before I could do anything.

 

Well. I'm here, I'm settled, I'm (mostly) unpacked and moved in, and I'm all out of excuses. I want to be healthy. I want to be fit. I want to be awake all day! I want to not puff walking up my not very steep street. I want to fit into aeroplane seats, be able to wear the women's style work clothing (currently the work shirts don't come in my size), not get raised eyebrows if I have something sweet, be able to play sport, and in the next couple of years I will probably get married and I don't want to walk down the aisle as a size 24.

 

I remember how awesome I felt when I was losing weight. I looked better, slept better, was in a better mood! Why on earth would I not want that again? What would possess me to go back to being tired, lacklustre, unexcited and grumpy?

 

I go back to weigh in on Saturday. I'm not nervous, I'm excited! I get to start being healthy again!!! Fresh city, fresh house, fresh start.

Not a loss but I am not deterred

I weighed in 100g heavier than last time I went to weight watchers. This is okay. It is a mild hurdle on the path back to weight loss glory!
The comiseration KFC on the way home however was not a good idea. I even felt sick after I ate it. I really need to learn how to deal with disappointment without turning to greasy, fatty food.

Back on the wagon this morning, putting last night behind me.

The Danger Zone

I allowed myself to enter the danger zone last night. I was so incredibly hungry that the moment there was food in front of me I ate and ate. Alas the food in front of me was hot chips and chicken wings. Hmm.. Not a disaster of unbelievable proportions but a timely reminder that I have to listen to my body a bit more closely and not put off dinner until I cannot control myself.

Feeling the energy, feeling the motivation!

I wrote a plan on Monday night. I ate a good breakfast Tuesday morning (lucky me had an RDO the day after Easter Monday), then went grocery shopping for the week. Now it is Friday and I have been on track, healthy and good for three whole days. I feel great! I am proud of myself. It has been three months since I was properly following weight watchers but now I am planning and I am tracking and as I said, I am very proud of myself.

Internet, I just wanted to let you know that I feel great!