Well, well, well it looks like I have returned to October 2011 when I started this blog. By that I mean maintaining my weight by exercising and not watching what I'm eating. I am the same weight as last week. I'm pretty good at this maintaining malarkey aren't I?
I had a shit week last week. Husband did get better by Thursday and gingerly went into work on the Friday. I did stay away from eating anything Frazzle related but on Saturday and Sunday celebrated his return to the family fold by eating quite a few hero chocolates. He keeps doing that, coming back from the paper shop, not only with the papers but with a box of Hero's. I think its this weather. If he could he'd try and get away with that SAD syndrome - you know that seasonal disorder bollocks. I tell him to man up and he's not aloud to be depressed due to the weather. In fact in this household you're allowed about 2 days to be 'depressed' and then you are promptly told to snap out of it. It works for us.
So exercise wise I, yet again, completed 3 gruelling workouts. My legs have definitely reduced. I appear to be visibly (well to me) less wider and my jeans hang a bit better. I ordered a pair of linen (every fat women's friend) navy shorts from Next in size 16 - they do up and don't look half bad. I still have just over a month for them to look a quarter bad. Last year I'm pretty sure they wouldn't have got over my thigh let alone my big butt.
Saturday I did the boot camp work out on Your Shape - my face was so red it was about to self destruct. And just when I thought I was going to write a blog post along the lines of "I can do light and fluffy don't you know" then a campaign starts at the school.
I will write a piece about this later and it won't be light and fluffy and I soooo wanted to dip my toe out of my natural rant status. Essentially the school board of governors agreed to a 'bulge' classroom in January 2013 and they want to be a 2 form entry. For those of you who haven't a clue what that means - at the moment you have one class of 30 children enter the school. They want to change that to 60 children every year doubling the size of the school.
Today I woke with the worst headache imaginable. Remember the New Year's Day type headaches pre-children? Yes that. I don't think it was all the school crap and husband's injury - I think it was the handfuls of chocolates I had at the weekend, the too big homemade pizza I made and the large portion of spag bol I ate. That will teach me won't it.
Oh another tip - if I haven't lost your dieting respect - is plan to workout 5 times a week. I always plan to do this. It never happens. But it does mean you manage to work out 3 times a week at the very least and that's still a good thing.
Until next week...