I’ve got to admit I bloody loved my impromptu Saturday off work, at least at the time. I did fairly well with the food side of things, but I drank way, way too much wine. Yesterday was a complete write-off, and today I feel really low.
There was only one thing for it though. I wasn’t sure if my trainer would be up for a run today because he was at work last night, and while I was getting ready to leave I was starting to make a pact with myself that if he couldn’t make it I’d drive to Tesco, buy a tub of vegan Ben & Jerry’s then bury my face in it. But in an unusual moment of clarity I thought past the initial pleasure and remembered how much worse that would make me feel afterwards.
If I’m going to try to make myself feel better, it has to be something that will genuinely do me good. If I want to modify my feelings, then exercise has to be the way to go from now on. Especially if it’s done outside.
The weather is supposed to take another nosedive this week, but hopefully it’s just rain. My trainer says that running in the rain is a miserable experience, but I do quite like a spot of rain so if I have to I’m willing to give it a go. I still want those three workouts under my belt this week.
It was sunny this morning but by the time training came around (my trainer was indeed up for it) it was grey and horrible, although it was still good to get out and achieve something. Our times were absolutely dreadful, and every step was a massive struggle, but we still gave it a shot. Either way it was better than the ice cream-based alternative.
I had official weigh in this morning, and the scales show my current weight as 14st 2.5lbs. Although unofficial weigh-in last week showed me at 13st 13.9lbs, from the last official weigh in I’ve actually lost 2.5lbs. Which I’ll take. Normally if I’ve been drinking it means a huuuuuuge gain.
Being in the 13 stone bracket feels just so, so good, that my mission is to get back there as soon as possible. I’m out drinking again with work people on the 5th of April, so I plan to make as much progress between now and then. And after that I have a clear schedule in which to steam ahead and make some real progress.
I’m still pretty chuffed that I seem to have found some sort of balance, and that I haven’t had one of my really wild gains in quite some time. Perhaps I have turned a corner without even realising it.
I spent the early evening cleaning my car, which is testament to how dirty it was because I rarely clean a car at all. The outside is sorted as I put it through the car wash, but the inside needed a bit more care and attention. I wouldn’t even take it to a hand car wash and get it done for me because I would have been too ashamed. It really was that bad.
But a bit of elbow grease, some new mats and a couple of seat covers later and it’s looking a lot better. And I no longer feel that I need a tetanus booster before I touch anything at least. The next purchase is a steering wheel cover, then I’ll be happy.
Right now it’s nearly 9pm and I’ve only just got dinner on the go. It’s totally on plan though! I’m going to be spot on this week.
Thanks for reading,