morning all
well the early night didn't quite happen. There was a little procrastination, and some laundry, and then tetris on my kindle in bed and before I knew it it was 0100 and I was nodding off. Woken by the annoyed cries from the little one who had done his normal trick and got trapped on his tummy at 0620. I really need to get some early sleeps in, I am too old for this lol.
Then, I blame dizzy for going on about Keith, but I dreamt I was at the wedding of my friend Keith (no mullet, but he'll admit to a little freek) and his bride at the crucial moment at the alter couldn't make her mind up, but the baby woke me up so I'll never know if she did lol.
mish mash of slightly unmotivational thoughts this morning, probably due to my gain last week, one of the things I hate about my shape is the roundness from my shoulders along my arms, I remember from before I need to be quite near my target before I get the nicer, softly squared sort of shape. At the moment everything is rotund. I have no chance of being anywhere near where I want to be for such a long time. I know it's wrong to moan as many are facing a much longer journey but I'm just feeling a little sorry for myself because normally I am quite accepting of the fact my body makes it slow, but I'm looking at getting through June with losing only around 2lbs. That just seems really unfair. There is little motivation to be found when the results are so small. I'll snap out of it soon enough, ultimately over a period of months the results will grow. Many of the faster losers will fall by the wayside and regain, it's up to me to continue my journey and think of the tortoise and the hare. I don't need to win in the sense of overtaking others, it's a battle with myself. I keep coming back to the two choices - continue this and ultimately get somewhere, or give up and gradually end up bigger and bigger. there is no option really but to continue, and to be fair I enjoy the plan so that helps a great deal.
It's probably been sparked off because I have begun the process of planning to return to work, I have my email all written out and waiting for a few questions I wanted to run by my childminder before I complete it and send it. I've always known I'll be heading back at beginning of september, but writing the email just makes it seem too real, and too imminent. I had hoped to make a bigger impact on my health before then but I fully expect to have to make an order for bigger trousers.
The doom and gloom will recede. I will remind myself of how lucky I am shortly (because I know that I am)
breakfast was scan bran cake, quark, maple syrup, strawberries and blueberries, and 5 ferrero type scan bran bites lol. syns from that plus the 8 I was over yesterday takes me to 14.5 so far, I may go over a little and share it out over the next few days.