Stereophonics
Day 22 - Weigh to go
Well, it's WI again. 1lb off - which keeps me dead on target for an average of 1.5 per week but it is slightly worrying that my losses are steadily dropping each week. (1) 2lb, (2)1.5lb and now (3) 1lb.
I've read over my food diary and as I appear to be getting better at sticking to plan it's even more worrying. Maybe I'm just good at being fat and should accept that as my lot in life. I mean we're encouraged to pursue most thing we're good at, aren't we?
I could be a bit better at eating superspeeds to help shift wieght quicker maybe. I could be a million times better at exercising. Even one quick walk round the block would probably double my weekly steps in a few minutes. I think I have to face up to it that although changing my food lifestyle is a brilliant step I'm going to have to find the time for activity. I don't know where that's going to come from though. Perhaps I should ditch my morning of sitting in bed on the laptop. Twitter can probably cope without me for an hour a day. But can I cope without twitter?
I'd like to think I can keep it at 1lb per week. That would see me hit target by February next year. If I can do 1.5lb per week I'm there by October.
I foresee problems with this as I know I have days coming up where I'm going to go off plan. And other days where I'll be too drunk to even remember there's a plan or what the word plan means.
This Saturday is sorted - I know what I'm doing in my head.
Then there's this Sunday when I'm out for Mother's Day dinner at my nan's.
Easter weekend will be a struggle as I have a night out with some old football boys Saturday followed by the Sunday when we have 16 of my family for dinner. Easter dinner sees the annual inter-family pudding eating competition.
End of May is my 'Big Do' and I fully intend to overeat, get horrendously drunk and spend the next day eating junk to get over it.
Two weeks after that is my Mum's 60th.
End of July is annual football pre-season away weekend (again. it's all about the booze).
Start of September is my birthday..... it goes on and on
I know I shouldn't be allowing myself these excuses in advance as I'm just giving myself permission to fail. I've always been work hard, play hard. Now that I work harder (50 hour weeks minimum added to 10/15 hours commuting) the times I get to play I want to play harder too.
It's a toss up between play harder or play sexier though. My boys and my girlies love that I can match them drink for drink. We have fun. Can we have fun semi-sober? I don't know. We'll see this weekend.
If I can still be one of the boys when I'm only half drunk I've won. Because half drunk = half syns = more weight loss = twice as sexy. I think that will have to be my mantra when I get the peer pressure on Saturday.
Half as drunk, twice as sexy.
Zxx