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!
New newbies be reading and stuff here; Our heroine had successfully battled her way out of the giant cardboard box she was erroneously posted in, but has left herself with a thousand paper cuts. 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 quixotic cray-cray people.
Now read on…
Tuesday 15th July 2014
I. Am. Starving! How do people do it, how did I ever do this? I wanna sweet things. I do, I want biscuits and cake that has that gooey centre that is enough to make you put up with Glados in Portal*, I want biscuits that are too big for your mouth, I want ice cream sundaes with sprinkles and chopped nuts on top and I want pipped cream with buttons and … I think I want this! (Just imagine this isn’t that muck but made with decent cream, and you’ve pretty much got it. I blame my childhood in front of the TV. Bah!)
*Try listening to this song and not finding it catchy.
New newbies be reading and stuff here; Our heroine had successfully battled her way out of the jungle, but has slowly eased herself over a waterfall. 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 random chance delightful vanilla favoring people.
Now read on…
I think I will give this zero carb thing a go. But I will try for one day this week, and then two for next week.
So, no carbs.
That means
So that pretty much leaves me with my arms swinging when it comes to food. Between that and no sugar, fairly quiet around here.
This is actually a gif. Just a really boring one.
So, other than seeing the trailer for The Giver, I’ve very little to report. And how are you?
New starters reading 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 starlight shiny people.
Now read on…
Friday 20th June 2014 – so yes, I fell off the sugar wagon (is there such a thing) while out to dinner on Wednesday. I had what was called a Nutella cheesecake. The first bite was heaven, the second was good and by the time I finished it, I found it too stodgy and rich. But of course I did finish it. If you’re given a plate of food, you finish it.
“I own y’all, bitches.”
I was back in the pool Thursday. I didn’t want to be there, I was tired, fed up with myself, etc. When a voice of reason I seemed to have from goodness knows where popped into my head.
“Don’t decide if you can. See if you can.”
It is actually very good advice, and not just for moments like that. It could be applied to a lot of life. Well, that seemed to do it. I finished up with the usual sprint at 40 seconds, and got on with the day. Same with today, finished with a sprint, and am now at my desk about to start the day.
One thing, though. I am boring myself with all this whining. It is not as though sugar is that fascinating a subject to begin with, and here I am going on and on about it. And there are another sixty days to go (you can see me breaking out with my Miss Personality Blogpost).
I’m at my desk, I’m going to get this day started and I’m going to come up with more interesting things to think about, and talk about, then sugar. So go me. tummy rumbles.
New starters reading 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 starlight shiny people.
Now read on…
Friday 13th June; No swim today. Gave blood yesterday and they tell me you can’t swim for 24 hours, so I get to take a break. Go me!
This is completely relevant and necessary. Yes, it is.
Right, am off to the second job. Talk to you all laters!
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…
Dinner was late last night, but it meant I didn’t get to bed until late. I didn’t fall asleep till midnight last night.
Beloved Son had me away at 4.30 am.
I am tired!
Interestingly, my tiredness saw all the negativity come flooding back, with a firm conviction that there was no point in going swimming as I wouldn’t do well and there was only a large chance of making a fool of myself.
Well, so what? I told myself that it didn’t matter if I made a fool of myself or not. I don’t have to be the best, it’s bloody unlikely that I was going to be in any case. Thinking that I had to hit the water with everything I’ve got was just putting me off. Going for a swim in of itself was really more than enough.
A calm pastoral view is a nice view as well.
And I went for my swim, and I completed the 1500 meters, with an easy 50 pace. I’m bleary eyed with the tiredness, but I am still going and there will be more to do before I get to rest. I have, however, coped with my negative attitude today, and that is something. I didn’t talk myself out of it, so well done me.
No, it’s not much, but I’m taking it. Tonight, however, I think we’re getting takeaway and an will have an early night, I’m dizzy with the tiredness.
Awwwwww! 🙂
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…
After a difficult night’s sleep, i.e., being woken at 4.45 am with no chance to get back to sleep, it was hard work getting up and getting to the pool this morning. In fact, once I was there I found myself in the throws of a negative mood I couldn’t shift. It seemed pointless being there, pointless to even pretend I was any good. I should have stayed home and minded my son, or gone into work, or anything; anything but believe I was going to get any benefit out of this. And I’m sorry to say I gave in. I got out of the pool after only 1000 metres rather than my usual 1500 m, and slid away. And as I dried my hair, I noticed another grey hair in the mirror.
Our Author discovers another reason to despair.
And oh lord are they coming out of the wordwork today. From the somewhat insane candidate to the parent of a student to who knows what, I seem to be a lightening rod for the crazies today. Wish me luck getting home in one piece, no doubt I’ll be beside the mad people on the bus!
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…
So, for the purposes of this blog I’m writing this on Saturday the 25th May (look, just work with me on this one). I was woken at 6am by the little man and we had a grand morning together. Then I left him into his father’s capable hands and headed into town to meet my sister. She and my rather lovely niece were off to see One Direction (Squeeee) and we were all meeting for lunch. On the way there, I was lucky enough to meet this guy.
Or in other words, Rory O’Neil, who had to deal with a somewhat insane redhead on Abbey Street going “Let me shake your hand!”. He was lovely about it, to be honest, even responded to my tweet later on…
So! Anyways, the whole town was given over to One Direction, and the pavements were packed. It’s hard to remember I used to live around there, and I’m rather glad I don’t anymore; negotiating the whole ‘gritty urban environment’ thing is so stressful on its own, I don’t think I could cope with it with a little person as well. It was great to hang out with them though, Rachel is all about music right now, so I was able to look deeply uncool to her. Yay!
The evening (and yes, I didn’t home till about six, sorry to the Husband for being out all day!) saw me get home with a quick dinner from Marks and Sparks, and then biscuits with my tea. So that is another day got through. It’s weird being without sugar, it is something that takes a lot of effort. I aim to use Sunday for baking substitutes, and will let you know how I get on.
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.
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…
And I don’t have any of it. Go me, I have accomplished something today.