Mini Goals!

I was thinking about my mini goals, of course I have one every 7lbs and a bigger one every 14lbs, I still haven't reached that mini goal of losing as much as my dog weighs (18lbs) but that might be because of my dubious tracking (see post below).

I just decided to check my BMI to see if I could set another mini goal in between some of the others. So far I have dropped 4 points on the BMI chart from 44.5 to 41.5 and I am in the Very Obese range. I will hit the Obese range the same day as I lose 2 stone, which is also the day that I will hit my 10%, funny to think that I will also be celebrating being officially Obese!

So here are my upcoming mini-goals:

• Next goal 18lbs - same as my dog weighs (very close - only 1lb off)
• 21lbs (one and a half stone)
• 28lbs, 2 stone, 10% and officially obese! (only 11lbs to go - yikes!)
• To fit comfortably in a size 22 (nearly there!)

I am wondering if I can find something between the 21 and 28lbs, I love a celebration

Doh!

Some weeks I have felt that I really should have done better than I have, I haven't let it get me down too much, I just thought that maybe my body had it's own agenda. Well my body did have it's own little thing going on, it was enjoying with relish all the extra points I had been eating every week.

Somehow when I had worked out the points for my usual bread I had made a big mistake, so everytime I had two slices of toast for breakfast I was undercounting by a whole 1.5 points. Then if I had a sandwich that would be another 1.5 points, or if I had some bread and butter with my dinner? Another 1/2 a point.

I could cringe at all the extra points I have eaten over the last few months. Oh well at least I was still losing, however slowly it was! All I can say is DOH!

New Beginnings

Yesterday's talk was about exercise. I haven't done any for weeks as we are redecorating and I simply don't have the room to take 4 kick-steps forward, 4 kick-steps backwards and then 4 to each side! Our living room is our of bounds so our huge settee is squashed into our dining room with all the living room furniture and dining room furniture. If I kicked a little too hard my foot would go though the telly or something equally as bad! Anyway back to the point, as it happened, ten minutes before the meeting started, my other half phoned to say that we have an allotment!

Now that's what I call exercise! I am aching all over from digging the patch which is rather overgrown and we have only done about 1/6th of the patch so far! I am aiming to have muscles like Madonnas (is it me or are they just freakish at the moment??)

Realisations

I was reading a post on weightwatchers website yesterday about a lady who had eaten a bacon roll and was wondering whether to count it or not. "Of course you should", I replied authoritatively!

Then it hit me, the realisation that I have also been guilty of having a bite of something irresistible (like cheese) and thinking, well it was only a bite, or times when I have eaten too much and thought to myself shall I forget today and start again tomorrow? Shall I write everything down? or even just conveniently forgetting things like a cup of coffee with coffee mate or a weightwatchers cake slice, hey its only half a point or a point, really won't matter, hardly even touched the sides. As Desra helpfully points out, if you did that once a day it would be 7 points over in a week. A whole meal or sandwich worth of points.

So in conclusion as someone said on the weightwatchers board, "whats the point of that, you're only lying to yourself", so why the hell would I want to do that?

Seems we can be our own worst enemy but I want to be my own best friend!

Double portions

I have troughed my way through a whole prawn and pasta salad meant for two people today in one sitting, then followed it by a frusli bar.

It still didn't come in anywhere near in points to the sandwich demonstration by the lovely Desra, our leader. She got out her weightwatchers scales and made a sandwich on it (very time consuming). The sandwich was equivalant to one she makes often for her husband to take to work (and he has two of them), two slices of wholemeal bread, a layer of cheese (not a thick layer mind), margarine and some relish later and we are up to 18 points for one sandwich!

Give me the two portion salad at 6.5 points any day!

Oh and I thought I would just share my latest picture with you, taken today, it's so lovely and sunny I decided to take my laptop into the garden! The trousers I am wearing are the ones I bought in 2003 and haven't been able to fit into probably since 2003, not long after I bought them. OK I still look like a thunder-thighs but I feel so great everytime I put them on!

One of those weeks

Despite sticking to my points last week I managed to put on 1lb. Gutted! Why is this so hard?

I had a long hard think about what I had eaten (or drank). On some days I know that I did not use my points wisely, for instance last Tuesday I consumed a whole bottle of wine which I have not done for a long time! Also on Friday night, then night before weigh in I blew it. We went for a lovely curry but I drank far too much wine.

I have also decided to be more honest about my portion sizes, most days I have toast with benecol spread for breakfast but only put 2 teaspoons down for the benecol. We must have pretty large teaspoons in our house!

So heres to being honest!

Bra and clothes rant....

Happy this week, I managed to pour myself into two pairs of favourite trousers that didn't fit previously and one of those was a size 22. However, as good as that felt, I don't think it really means a lot, sizes vary so much between shops and styles, take for instance I have two pairs of jeans from Evans, both the same size but slightly different styles. The one pair now fit me beautifully, the other pair, I still can't even nearly do the buttons up despite losing over a stone, yet I can get into a whole size lower from a different store. It drives me batty. I buy so many clothes that are ill-fitting and I am the worlds worst at taking things back, I hang onto them in the false-hope that at some point they are going to fit.

The thing that really gets on my tits is bras (yes, pun-intended - ha ha!), I have measured and measured, been on different websites to check their bra fitting policies but can I get a bra to fit properly? No I cannot.

I know I am not a normal size, as such, being rather well-endowed in the 'bangers' area (bless you Gok Wan for that description) but how hard can it be to make bra sizes standard-ish. I either spill out over the top giving me weird lumps under my tops, over the sides with the wires rubbing furiously at my arms or the back strap rides up so far it nearly touches my neck, or worst of all I actually fall out the bottom of my bra (that is my current issue) and all of this is within a small range of sizes that I have desperately tried to see whether that the size for me.

At the minute I have two bras, same style, same shop, same size, one fits okish (a little big but sadly the best fit I have found) and the other not at all, its way too large, then I have another bra, different style, same shop but same size which is really so tight the band rubs my skin raw.

How on earth is this possible and what chance do I have if exactly the same product varies so much and then the same size varies so much within one store? I think I am just going to start bandaging my boobs in place and burn my bras!

Uh-oh

I hope I am going to do OK this week. Despite best intentions I have a feeling I may stay the same next Saturday. We went for a meal on Saturday night, normally I can cope well with this but this was a set menu (chicken in cream or salmon in cream) as it was a Round Table gathering. I must admit that I probably did eat too much during the day but I have found with the gallstones that if I am hungry it sets off an attack so I must be a bit more organised about my eating.

Over exageration

I was walking into town today, not really in any particular rush to stand in the endless queue in HSBC so I was just ambling along minding my own business, not particularly slowly but not at a gallop either, you could say more of a trot (am I really comparing myself to a horse?), anyway I can hear somebody approaching behind me. I then hear a sigh of impatience I assume because of my pace. Because I had heard the footsteps approaching I had already made sure there was plenty of room at one side of me for the lady in an obvious hurry to get somewhere.

The lady decides to ignore the fact that there is ample room on the pavement and steps off the pavement, about a half a metre into the road and into the oncoming traffic to get around me, having to practically run to avoid the car that is speeding down the road towards her, she was practically grunting with the effort.

Now I know I am a big girl but I am honestly not the width of a pavement plus half a metre on top (hubby and I can walk hand-in-hand quite happily you know without even overlapping the kerb) and this woman was so slim she would have easily gotten past me, I had also been polite enough to leave room for her.

Why on earth she had to endanger herself to make the point that I am fat and slow I have no idea but at least it amused me! Oh and just to add, why is it always the immaculate, designer clad, perfectly slim people who feel they have to make these self-important displays of disregard for us not quite so perfect, rather rounded people?

Sounds like a rant but it really did amuse me somewhat and I had a bit of a snigger behind her back.

The Princess and the Pea... was it just a case of PMT?

Not particularly diet related but I was just thinking about the fact that once again my skin is feeling ultra-sensitive, happens once a month and I can't bear the feel of things against my skin like rough clothes or the material on the settee, even typing feels like it bruises my tender little digits.

That somehow got me thinking about the princess and the pea (my mind works in mysterious ways) and I wondered whether the princess was just a chick with PMT or the fact that through 30-odd mattresses I would have felt the pea too? Does that make me a princess??

Life's Ups & Downs

Well I am feeling fairly positive about weightwatchers at the minute but other things are getting me down instead, it feels like life at the minute is a huge rollercoaster and I wanna get off!!! I am not a fan of rollercoasters, give me the vintage car ride anyday!

Last weigh in (after the weekend away) I put on 2lbs, that was OK by me, I thought it was going to be more than that! Despite going out for a meal on Saturday this week I think I am doing OK.