Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear. The horror!!!! It was utter gluttony. Right, no need to tell any of you that this is going to involve a large amount of food porn. It's not pretty but I shall be honest...
Right, Friday I had hoped I would get away with it all and stick to diet as got to Bristol late and, hurrah, my friend Karin wasn't drinking alcohol. Had 3 packs, bit of chicken, a few dozen Coke zeros throughout day. However, when I got there she said "well I suspect you haven't had dinner" because of the horribly long coach journey and presented me with a bowl of pasta with bacon, mushrooms, spinach and creme fraiche. Couldn't really be rude when she'd gone to that effort could I? Although usually very open about diet, strangely didn't want to tell her or Emma. Ate it (yummy), had one cup of tea (mmmmm) and one horrible glass of wine. Room span. Good sleep. Got up and watched some Saturday Morning Kitchen .
Saturday I knew I was going to have a big dinner but didn't vouch on spending entire day eating . Breakfast consisted of 2 small cookies in front of the TV with Karin under the duvet and 2 squares of Cadburys on the drive to Bradford-upon-Avon (delish but not overly healthy brekkies admittedly). I thought we may get away with lunch and almost got bar out with relief but ended up in nice pub. Now this annoys me as I could easily have had salad, soup, a bit of pate (like Karin) or even my bar but NO, I ordered a tuna baguette AND chips to boot. I didn't even really want that - just slipping into old habits I guess. And I ate it all. Erm, followed by an ice-cream whilst we took the baby out for a walk. Dinner was hugely delishy Thai red curry with one and a half bowls of jasmine rice, started off by pork dumplings, a glass of sparkly and 3 glasses of Sauvignon. Oh, and a glass of rose when I got back and sat up til 2am speaking to Emma's boyfriend about politics...!! Woken up at 4am by screaming baby - how do people do this I wonder?? Needless to say I finished off entire curry and rice, finished Karin's rice as well, and they both took some home as they were full.
Today I woke up thinking "today is a different day. Today I can get back on it". Then promptly had 2 pain au chocolats for brekkies with Emma (it was either that or fry-up) and then beer battered fish and chips with mushy peas at a lovely pub with a glass o' vino (what the hell). I hurriedly had to get the coach back (cancelling chocolate torte order and leaving my 2nd glass o' wine) and then felt massively ill all the way home on the coach, falling asleep and arriving in Chelmers with a horrible headache (food hangover?? The wine??). Have had a Coke zero (have missed it!!) and am motivated yet apprehensive about starting up again tomorrow. Don't fancy another "day 3" experience on Wednesday and feel I have really impacted on weight loss (well, obviously).
Although I knew I was going to eat this weekend, I do feel slightly peeved with myself a) because I actually feel physically ill and dehydrated (water input minimal) and b) because there were so many opportunities to say no, to eat less or to order better choices and I didn't, proving really that nothing has changed and I'm still a gluttonous cretin. There is NO WAY I am weighing in until Thursday when I hope, everything crossed, that I have not put anything on. Mind you, I just got changed and it doesn't look too bad...
Hope everyone had a fabulous weekend and managed to not fall off the wagon in such spectacular style as me. Ah well, Monday tomorrow...xx
Right, Friday I had hoped I would get away with it all and stick to diet as got to Bristol late and, hurrah, my friend Karin wasn't drinking alcohol. Had 3 packs, bit of chicken, a few dozen Coke zeros throughout day. However, when I got there she said "well I suspect you haven't had dinner" because of the horribly long coach journey and presented me with a bowl of pasta with bacon, mushrooms, spinach and creme fraiche. Couldn't really be rude when she'd gone to that effort could I? Although usually very open about diet, strangely didn't want to tell her or Emma. Ate it (yummy), had one cup of tea (mmmmm) and one horrible glass of wine. Room span. Good sleep. Got up and watched some Saturday Morning Kitchen .
Saturday I knew I was going to have a big dinner but didn't vouch on spending entire day eating . Breakfast consisted of 2 small cookies in front of the TV with Karin under the duvet and 2 squares of Cadburys on the drive to Bradford-upon-Avon (delish but not overly healthy brekkies admittedly). I thought we may get away with lunch and almost got bar out with relief but ended up in nice pub. Now this annoys me as I could easily have had salad, soup, a bit of pate (like Karin) or even my bar but NO, I ordered a tuna baguette AND chips to boot. I didn't even really want that - just slipping into old habits I guess. And I ate it all. Erm, followed by an ice-cream whilst we took the baby out for a walk. Dinner was hugely delishy Thai red curry with one and a half bowls of jasmine rice, started off by pork dumplings, a glass of sparkly and 3 glasses of Sauvignon. Oh, and a glass of rose when I got back and sat up til 2am speaking to Emma's boyfriend about politics...!! Woken up at 4am by screaming baby - how do people do this I wonder?? Needless to say I finished off entire curry and rice, finished Karin's rice as well, and they both took some home as they were full.
Today I woke up thinking "today is a different day. Today I can get back on it". Then promptly had 2 pain au chocolats for brekkies with Emma (it was either that or fry-up) and then beer battered fish and chips with mushy peas at a lovely pub with a glass o' vino (what the hell). I hurriedly had to get the coach back (cancelling chocolate torte order and leaving my 2nd glass o' wine) and then felt massively ill all the way home on the coach, falling asleep and arriving in Chelmers with a horrible headache (food hangover?? The wine??). Have had a Coke zero (have missed it!!) and am motivated yet apprehensive about starting up again tomorrow. Don't fancy another "day 3" experience on Wednesday and feel I have really impacted on weight loss (well, obviously).
Although I knew I was going to eat this weekend, I do feel slightly peeved with myself a) because I actually feel physically ill and dehydrated (water input minimal) and b) because there were so many opportunities to say no, to eat less or to order better choices and I didn't, proving really that nothing has changed and I'm still a gluttonous cretin. There is NO WAY I am weighing in until Thursday when I hope, everything crossed, that I have not put anything on. Mind you, I just got changed and it doesn't look too bad...
Hope everyone had a fabulous weekend and managed to not fall off the wagon in such spectacular style as me. Ah well, Monday tomorrow...xx