Tuesday, May 14, 2013
Tomorrow. That's how long until my op. it's not a major thing but it's kind of focussing my mind. There's a ton of stuff I want to sort out beforehand. I started writing out a list but hey it just went on for ever almost. Plus was all over the place. So I thought, sod the list - just DO something.
7 bags of rubbish and a ton of recycling stuff later, I reckon I did 'something' even if it wasn't all I wanted to do! Whatever................
I also figured I'd try and do a little luxury thing for me each day. So, today I gave myself a little facial.
Sunday, May 12, 2013
That's what the last few months have been. Lose a bit, gain a bit, gain a bit, lose a bit. Except the last few weeks, the 'bits' I've gained, have been bigger than the 'bits' I've lost. As a consequence, when I weighed myself last Monday, I was 5 1/2lb up on a month ago. Humph!
I took a kind of 'week off' this week. I've still been mindful of what I'm eating but not so focussed. I felt I needed a deliberate break so I could regroup. I've got the date through for my surgery - 18th June. So, I'm going to concentrate on being as fit and healthy as possible for that. Plus sort the damn house out!
I also realised that with so much socialising the last few months, I've been drinking way too much wine. Enough of empty calories. I cut it right down this week. But now I've decided I'm not going to just cut it down. I'm going to not drink at all for a while. No particular set amount of time - just figured I'd go tee total for a while. Will make counting my calories easier too!
Sunday, April 28, 2013
My kitten isn't a kitten any more. Actually, she isn't really mine either. She belongs to my daughter and her b/f. But she lives here. And I buy her food and look after her. So I kind of figure she's mine. Anyway, when we got her chipped and had her injections done, I warned my daughter that her kitten would have to be spayed very soon as cats breed young.
Daughter ignored my advice - natch. So now, the damn cat is in heat and 93% of the local toms are camped in my back garden. I swear down my older female cats weren't so noisy in their day. Whatever happened to decorum and a bit of discretion? Cats these days eh?
So, the toms are camped in my garden caterwauling. Meanwhile, madam is perched on the back of the settee trying to look innocent, though at least she is no longer attacking my two older cats. Daughter and b/f are out at a fund raising event leaving me to put up with the noise.
When the inevitable happens, and our no longer a kitten, has kittens of her own, it will be me that watches over mum and kittens, worries about them, protects them from interfering visitors, trains them, finds decent homes for them, and having come to love each of them individually, weeps when they have to go.
I'll have you all know I am well 'ard and not soft as butter at all. But like I say;
8 out of 10 cat owners will understand.
Friday, April 26, 2013
I am getting a mite frustrated. A tad irritable you might say. Or even ever so slightly bamboozled. For almost four months now I've been basically plateauing. And my last three weekly weigh ins have been ridiculous.
1] gained 4lb
2] lost 3lb
3] gained 5lb
I mean come on - how can I gain 5lb in one week? I know it's been birthday celebrations and the like, but I haven't over indulged to that extent! I've been so frustrated with it this week, I've had three slices of key lime pie. Hey before you judge - the children presented it to me as a birthday cake, what was I supposed to do with it? Anyway, based on the available evidence, I'll probably lose 3 stone as a direct result of eating the damn stuff.
Will I give in? No chance. I'm a Brit remember;
“Never give in. Never give in. Never, never, never, never—in nothing, great or small, large or petty—never give in, except to convictions of honour and good sense. Never yield to force. Never yield to the apparently overwhelming might of the enemy.” [Winston Churchill]
The answer right now might seem elusive, but I'll find it.
Wednesday, April 17, 2013
Well, I would if I'd paid me to arrange my boot camp. Suffice to say, I had overlooked certain things such as having to go 'electioneering' for the local County Council elections. Plus sadly, a funeral. So, my boot camp didn't really happen the week before last and horror of horrors, I gained 4lb despite eating pretty damn healthily. Just to rub salt in the wound, last week I was knee deep in various birthday celebrations which involved meals out, cake, wine, cake, chocolate, cake, twigglets, and cake. Yet I lost 3lb. Go figure!
I have managed a couple of pretty intensive boot camp/spring cleaning days though. And plan another tomorrow. Just as well as I have more 'celebrations' coming up which will involve meals out, cake, wine, cake, chocolate, cake, twigglets, and cake.
Oh and I'd also like a refund on any of my tax that went towards today's farcical funeral in London. What do you mean it doesn't work like that..................?
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