Category Archives: Fitness

I Have a Migraine

I have a migraine.

Two things happen when I have a migraine. My vision goes, and I get a delightful shimmery effect on my sight. (I am typing this by lifting my chin up so my undisturbed optical nerve can see). It is called an aura, and it affects the same part of the brain as schizophrenics and their visions. Just goes to show how strange the brain is.

Secondly, I feel the need to tell every one about it. Lucky people you.

I’ll keep going till lunch and if I don’t feel any better then I’ll go home and crash. Blurgh.

The very last day without sugar

A.k.a I have the willpower of a squashed gnat.

It has been a long and winding road, my readers. We’ve had highs. We’ve had lows. We have had questionable formatting and poor planning of texts. We’ve had continuous denial and repeated suggestions. One thing we haven’t had is weight loss. Nor, for that matter, have we had much improvement in character, which was the stated plan of all this in the first place.

So did I learn anything, from all this? A plan is nothing without an effort. An effort is nothing without repetition. And for each effort to be worth something, it has to be with the eye on the prize. Delayed gratification… always a problem.

So this particular trek is at an end. Here comes the new start of term and all that it brings. Will post away on all of that, and no doubt there might be some odds and ends along the way. Talk to you soon.

100 Days without Sugar – 3 to go.

So the days are settling into a new rhythm: no carbs or sugar Monday to Friday, and eat what I want Saturday and Sunday.

I begin to think I could live like that. It is a happy compromise, neither too much nor too little.

The Goldilocks Diet. Huh. Bet someone has already thought of that.

Lalala, just stuffing mah face…

100 Days without Sugar – 6 to Go

So,  I am back swimming. If I thought it wasn’t much of a work out, my few weeks away have proven me wrong.

I hurt all over.

This is nonsense, especially if you saw the small slow crawl I achieved today.

And in an effort to keep reaching for that rainbow, yesterday I had no sugar, and hopefully today will see me back on track again. The scales are very cruel at the moment. The worst thing is to hope that it would get better. I need to do the right thing!

 

100 days without sugar – 7 days to go

So, did you miss me? I had my holidays there. Two weeks of not coming into work, so I di. And did I behave myself with the sugar?

It is fair to say, I did not.

Photo: Guilty pleasures...

See, this is why I can’t have nice things. (Well done to the staff at Eddie Rockets who had to cope with a grown woman squealing.)

So, I am approaching the end of this delightful saga. I’ve found that I have not only failed to lose weight, but put it on quite a bit. This is something I can fight back but only a little. I think that if I am going to do this it will have to be by small steps, day by day, of just taking it easy and not forcing any insane or mad diets…. Would you look at that ice cream I had? God does that ever look good. Don’t you think? What was I saying?

Gentle steps, good behaviour Monday to Friday, and allow things now and again.

Are you buying this?

 

 

100 Days without sugar – 28 Days to Go

New newbies be reading and stuff here; Our heroine has left the ruin and continued on through the jungle. Shocked at the shocking state of her, she resolves to do without sugar for 100 days.

And that you all should hear about it whether you want to or not.

Now read on.

Tuesday 22nd July 2014:

And I went up a clothes size.

100 Days without Sugar – 29 Bliss Filled Days to Go.

New newbies be reading and stuff here; Our heroine had called out hello, and is only hearing her own voice echo back to her. Shocked at the shocking state of her, she resolves to do without sugar for 100 days.

And that you all should hear about it whether you want to or not

Now read on.

Monday, 21st July 2014:

Seems unpleasant to discuss such a paltry subject when the headlines are what they are, these days. I am now so sufficiently disenfranchised that I rarely catch the news bar specfic things I’ve Google Alerted myself to now. Most of the time I’m horrified by both the specific at-home tragedies and the general nation-wide nightmares. And the response I have is usually because it plays in my mind for so long…

This shit: http://www.bromford.co.uk/customer/changes-to-benefits/bedroom-tax/

Aaaaagh the Bedroom Tax is robbery disguised!!!

So to avoid that impotent rage and sweeping sorrow I don’t really read the news much any more. But I’m still aware enough to know that this blog, these few little lines are less than pertinent to the world stage. Or any stage.

Even a Deadwood One.

Anyhoo, this weekend I left the house on my own. No child, no husband, just left the house. Went clothes shopping, And to my joy I discovered the three way mirror in Marks and Spencer. I kid you not, for a moment I thought that I would never go swimming again. Firstly, I know I don’t look good, yeah yeah yeah. But I also know that while I’m supposed to do something about it, I’m not supposed to look like I am doing something about it. I have to suck in mah tummy but not look like I’m stressed, and it is a lot of spinning plates to get in order.

The only way I am going to lose the weight I want to lose is to get rid of the carbs. But frankly that is torture. I’ve my hols coming up and the start of the new academic year and the idea of going without is unpleasant. I’m almost in tears at the idea.

I always laugh at the suggestion all I need to do is to push myself harder, Would they go away and shite?

100 Days without Sugar – 32 days to go.

New newbies be reading and stuff here; Our heroine had successfully made her way to the clearing, and is gingerly calling out hello. Shocked at the shocking state of her, she resolves to do without sugar for 100 days.

And that you all should hear about it, you lottery winning so and so’s.

Now read on.

Friday 18 July 2014:

I’m fried. The usual demands of the week plus zero carbs plus the kid having weird sleep cycles means that I was less than the fastest in the pool. Frankly, though, there is nothing to be gained by being anything less than impressed with myself, the days of giving out to myself are over. They change nothing and usually only make things worse.

So the change with the thunder and the lightening that we had this morning, heck I just went with it. I think that this kind of extreme weather is great, I love this short lived change. Makes life interesting.

But I’m on the merry go round so much these days I barely meet folk for coffee, or relax….I am not sure I would know how to do so if I had to. Relaxing sounds like empty space, not sure I do very well with that.

And here comes the weekend. Hope you all have a good one.