Category Archives: Fitness

100 days without sugar; 91 to go.

Leave a reply

New readers start here; Our heroine had successfully lost over 60 lbs, but has slowly gained back a stone. 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 lucky people.

Now read on…

Oh lord this is getting difficult. Really, really difficult. We’ve a busy week here in SILS, what with examinations and grading, interviews and a visit for an extern to prepare for. I would love nothing more than to reward myself with a biscuit or seven, to give myself that nice full feeling. Last night, Himself came home and offered me some yoghurt covered nuts, which I had to refuse. Today, I did a mere 1000 metres in the pool and have been on the go all day. I want to reward myself, and say well done, mainly because I feel I’ve earned it.

But that’s nonsense. It’s just been a busy day, I have no excuse to eat up like that. I’m not hungry, I just want my sugar rush. Well tough luck, baby, you’ll just have to get on with it.

100 days without sugar; 92 to go.

Leave a reply

New readers start here; Our heroine had successfully lost over 60 lbs, but has slowly gained back a stone. 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 lucky people.

Now read on…

Last night was pizza. Not sugar, no, but not exactly healthy. At that hour of the day it was just fuel, nothing more.

So. Today, we have had a meeting that started at 9 am, with lots of prep needed. So I have forgone my usual early morning swim and was at my desk at 7.45 am, get me.

It is strange – I feel untoned and sloppy just for not exercising for one day. I’m determined to do a good session tomorrow morning, no matter what.  Wish me luck!

 

100 days without sugar; 93 to go.

Leave a reply

New readers start here; Our heroine had successfully lost over 60 lbs, but has slowly gained back a stone. 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 lucky people.

Now read on…

I know I am imagining it, but my clothes feel looser. Probably not due to removing sugar, but just not eating as much junk as I usually do.

This morning, again, another swim. I stick to the Medium lanes, and feel like a pleb. Still, I get it done.

And I meet a friend for coffee, in the Arts Cafe here in UCD, where I get to pass this…

Temptation and the tempting thereof...

And I don’t have any of it. Go me, I have accomplished something today. 

100 days without sugar: 94 to go…

Leave a reply

New readers start here; Our heroine had successfully lost over 60 lbs, but has slowly gained back a stone. 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 lucky people.

Now read on…

Swam as usual this morning. Managed a paltry pace, but did bring in the last 50 metres at 48 seconds. My fastest is 40 seconds, so I’m way behind there. I wonder what on earth I must look like to the rest of them in there; some sort of flipper-clapping seal or walrus shaped creature that really should know better. Imagine the conversation at the poolside;

“That was a great session! How did you do, Walrus Claire?”

“Arrgh Arrgh Arrgh!”

“Siouper Siesson Siays I!” (I’m holding in my stomach in this one.)

I was sorry to learn that Darragh McDonald (@Darragh_McD on Twitter) won’t be taking part in the European Championships due to a hernia. Hope he is feeling better soon. His sessions in the pool are two hours each, twice a day, so I have very little to complain about. 

And managed to successfully avoid the biscuits after dinner again, which is my danger time. It is not much, admittedly, but it is something and I’m claiming it.

100 days without sugar – 95 days to go

4 Replies

New readers start here; Our heroine had successfully lost over 60 lbs, but has slowly gained back a stone. 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 lucky people. Now read on…

There is a real need that sugar serves. It can become such a comfort before you even know it. I find myself mentally leaning on it without my even realising it. Yesterday we took the little man to the beach and then on to his grandparents, a long day that ended long after ten pm.  Today he woke me at 6am and my brain refused to go back to sleep. He dropped off for a nap at about 10.30 am, but I am strung out and stretched thin with tiredness. I find myself constantly telling myself that never mind, I now deserve buns/chocolate/comfort food. It seems for me, sugar is a substitute for developing some bloody character.  It means that without my crutch, I can feel my self esteem drop; my usual method of showing myself approval is gone from me, so what good am I?

Exhausted, flabby, no make, *perfect* time for a photo...

Exhausted, flabby, no make, *perfect* time for a photo…

The biggest hurdle in all of this is, as always, learning to live this way…