Seriously, where did the weekend go? I blinked and I missed it! And I think that’s one of the reasons I started the day off so grumpily. I weighed in this morning and was disappointed to see that I’ve ‘only’ lost 5lbs of my 11lb gain. Which when I think about it isn’t entirely true. There is a consistent difference between my scales and the Slimming World ones, plus I now weigh at a different time and blah, blah, blah, excuses, excuses, excuses. Fact is, 5lbs is a good loss in anyone’s book, and I’m kidding myself if I think I can keep gaining and losing huge amounts of weight all the time. Get real, Hayley!
So I huffed off to bed, because it’s back to work tonight already. I slept for another hour and a half and boy did I feel better for it. That’s a total of 10.5 wonderful hours of rest, which means that the remainder of the day has been a blur of trying to get everything done that I need to before work, but at least I’m running on all cylinders. And I feel good about my loss now. I only need to lose another 4lbs and I’m back at my lowest weight. That’s nothing. In the big scheme of things it’s the tiniest little blip and certainly no reason for me to be losing my head. All I needed was a small dose of perspective. In any case, I know that this week on plan has meant good things for inside my body, because my Fitbit proves it. Whenever I go off plan my resting heart rate spikes dramatically, and yesterday it finally got back to normal. Which is very good to see!
I’m just back from my doctor’s appointment, with a nice new prescription for the pill which should help stabilise my moods and cravings. He said that the implant would most likely make my symptoms worse, and the injection would most likely make me gain weight. The pill it is then! I’m absolutely terrible at remembering to take pills of any description, but the fact is the more I lose weight the more screwy my monthlies get. So I need to take responsibility for myself and do everything I can to sort it out, because this weight loss attempt is the one. I’ve decided to take my pill when I get Pea her breakfast, as feeding her is literally the only consistent thing I do in my life! And since I’m not using the pill to stop me getting pregnant, it’s not as big a deal if I forget to take it from time to time.
I also have a blood test booked at the local hospital to check my iron levels. I’m giving blood on the 20th so I thought it would be a good idea to get it checked beforehand, so if my iron levels are low I can cancel my blood donation appointment and free up that slot for someone else. You can get blood tests done at my local surgery but that either involves waiting until September for an appointment or going to get a ticket at 8am, coming back at 10:30am when the blood tests actually start, then still having to wait for your turn to be seen.
I thought going to the hospital was a great idea, even though the minimum parking charge is £3. Since I’m not at work the night before and I got my hands on a morning appointment, I can walk there, save petrol, save money and get some good exercise. It’s a win-win situation!
Although I really haven’t done much at all this weekend I did still manage to take a couple of nice shots in the garden. Our honeysuckle finally came out and the light was perfect, my absolute favourite. The sky was grey and stormy but there was a tiny bit of golden-hour sun poking out in the just the right spot. Lovely!
Then this afternoon I noticed that our giant thistle is starting to make an appearance too, so I grabbed my macro lens for a nice close-up. I love all the purples, it reminds me of a marine sea creature.
Now I’m off to make a lasagne, and I’m very excited to see how it turns out. The bechamel-esque sauce is made out of tofu, which is syn free and a good source of iron (handy!) I also saw a recipe for a quick and easy ‘cheat’ way of making lasagne where you break up a few sheets and throw it in the pan, so you don’t have to waste all that precious time layering it nicely. The best thing of all is that since going veggie I really missed Worcestershire Sauce, but the wonderful vegans of Facebook put me onto Henderson’s Relish, which is a Yorkshire version that’s been around for donkey’s years, tastes just as good, and is one of those products that just happen to be vegan, completely accidentally.
The name also sounds really rude, but maybe that’s just me. Anyway my spag bol and lasagnes just haven’t been the same without Worcestershire Sauce, so they’ll be featuring regularly in my diet once more.
I’ll let you know whether it was a success or not!
Thanks for reading,