Weight Loss Report - Week 7: A Whisker Away...!
Friday, 29. February 2008, 10:21:28
Sorry for the lateness of this one. But as it's late how about we skip my usual preamble?
I lost three pounds this week!
If you recall, I only needed three and a half to reach my first stone of lost weight. I'm now only HALF A POUND away, but I already feel FANTASTIC.
As has become the norm for me, I was dreading going to my class. I was genuinely worried that it had been a bad week for me; Lenny being up in Aberdeen, all those nights out drinking bottled beer, the fat-laden pizza on Tuesday night...I wasn't confident. About the pizza, I made Lenny pick up a couple as payment for me helping him clear his flat. He came back with possibly the greasiest, fattiest ones he could have possibly picked, cheese-stuffed crusts and lots of fatty meat toppings. Half of me, the responsible weight loss half, kept shouting warnings at me while my other half, the food-junkie half, was dribbling with anticipation, desperate to scoff the lot like a wolf starved through the winter suddenly presented with a pen of fat and succulent pigs. It HAD been a few weeks since I'd had one.
In a powerful demonstration of the differences in my eating capacity since last year, I only managed three quarters of it before I had to give up feeling full; previously I could have effortlessly demolished a whole one and would then still be hungry. But to be more precise my stomach was feeling full after the second quarter but my taste buds were having rapturous orgasms and I didn't want to spoil their fun until I really had to...
That I managed to lose anything at all seems miraculous to me, although the five hours I spent shifting Lenny's heavy-ass belongings down three flights of stairs into a van must have been more than enough to counter the pizza! I also did far more walking this week than my normal to-work-and-back-again (40 mins each way speed-walking).
Today I'm celebrating by wearing a pair of jeans that, apart from last Friday night out with Lenny, I haven't been able to fit into for over a YEAR. (They were tight Friday night, less so today after losing three pounds!
) Tonight I'm going to treat myself to a home-assembled pizza with lots of fresh vegetables, half-fat cheese and fresh basil leaves. The sauce is from a jar of 'Tomato and Chianti' that sounded so divine it just had to come home with me from the supermarket last night. To say I'm looking forward to this is an understatement!
An interesting thing to note is that I'm now 15 stone 3 lbs. If I lost three and a half lbs this week...I could be looking at a weight of 14 stone something. How amazing would that be, to have a 14 at the front instead of 15 or - *shudder* - 16?
Let's find out.
I lost three pounds this week!
If you recall, I only needed three and a half to reach my first stone of lost weight. I'm now only HALF A POUND away, but I already feel FANTASTIC.
As has become the norm for me, I was dreading going to my class. I was genuinely worried that it had been a bad week for me; Lenny being up in Aberdeen, all those nights out drinking bottled beer, the fat-laden pizza on Tuesday night...I wasn't confident. About the pizza, I made Lenny pick up a couple as payment for me helping him clear his flat. He came back with possibly the greasiest, fattiest ones he could have possibly picked, cheese-stuffed crusts and lots of fatty meat toppings. Half of me, the responsible weight loss half, kept shouting warnings at me while my other half, the food-junkie half, was dribbling with anticipation, desperate to scoff the lot like a wolf starved through the winter suddenly presented with a pen of fat and succulent pigs. It HAD been a few weeks since I'd had one.
In a powerful demonstration of the differences in my eating capacity since last year, I only managed three quarters of it before I had to give up feeling full; previously I could have effortlessly demolished a whole one and would then still be hungry. But to be more precise my stomach was feeling full after the second quarter but my taste buds were having rapturous orgasms and I didn't want to spoil their fun until I really had to...
That I managed to lose anything at all seems miraculous to me, although the five hours I spent shifting Lenny's heavy-ass belongings down three flights of stairs into a van must have been more than enough to counter the pizza! I also did far more walking this week than my normal to-work-and-back-again (40 mins each way speed-walking).
Today I'm celebrating by wearing a pair of jeans that, apart from last Friday night out with Lenny, I haven't been able to fit into for over a YEAR. (They were tight Friday night, less so today after losing three pounds!
) Tonight I'm going to treat myself to a home-assembled pizza with lots of fresh vegetables, half-fat cheese and fresh basil leaves. The sauce is from a jar of 'Tomato and Chianti' that sounded so divine it just had to come home with me from the supermarket last night. To say I'm looking forward to this is an understatement!An interesting thing to note is that I'm now 15 stone 3 lbs. If I lost three and a half lbs this week...I could be looking at a weight of 14 stone something. How amazing would that be, to have a 14 at the front instead of 15 or - *shudder* - 16?
Let's find out.
WIDGETIZE
kirsten # 29. February 2008, 18:58
Surely you can let yourself have some pizza now and again though, every week or two, and just enjoy it completely guilt free...as you've found out, it's not going to make a difference when you're being so good all the rest of the time, and walking for an hour and a half every day too (wow, that's a lot of walking!!)
Odessa # 2. March 2008, 01:47
Miss Kimbers # 3. March 2008, 07:21
If you keep wearing the jeans without washing them, they'll get bigger too.
GrantTLC # 3. March 2008, 09:57
Miss Kimbers # 3. March 2008, 10:23