It’s been five days since my last post. Five days since I wittered on about how I was struggling with all things diet related and how I proclaimed I was going to devise a plan.
I did indeed devise a plan. Nothing that’s going to push the boundaries of healthy eating and dieting or recalculate the value of a calorie but just a plan that I can get my head around.
I started to eat healthily on Thursday of last week. I wasn’t really adhering to diet like proportions but compared to what I had been shoving down my cake hole – it was worlds apart. I muddled through the next few days, eating relatively well and I even did a 4 mile bike ride, my first of 2011.
After a couple of nights on the sauce and a chocolate whoopie cake- okay two chocolate whoopie cakes, I knew things were sliding and it was time to stop fannying around. I had to stop playing at trying to lose weight. If I’m going to do this, 75% effort just doesn’t cut it. If I really want to do this, to make some headway and see some results then I have to give more.
And just what is more? Well, more is a spreadsheet! I am on a really tight budget at the moment and am really counting the pennies. I’m actually having to look in my cupboards and freezer and see what I’ve got in that I can make into a meal that requires me to buy the least amount of ingredients. Okay- it’s not always going to be that drastic but payday has been a very long time coming this week and two nights out that weren’t planned have set me back.
So I’ve taken this opportunity to create a spreadsheet that plans out all my meals, where I can enter syn values and keep track of what the hell is going on. It also means I can plan out what meals I’ve made, what I need to buy and generally just do a bit of planning – which makes it easier to save money.
Sometimes I just love being anal. I said being!
The meal planning and eating on plan really kicked into gear on Sunday and so I’ve also hit the gym. I went on Sunday and despite being close to throwing up a couple of times I still felt really focused and pushed myself to do more than I would normally. I went again tonight and my legs are aching.
I’ve not weighed myself since January 20th when I was 14 stone 1.75lbs (hell yeah, I count the ¼ pounds!). I’m next weighing on Friday. I have no idea what weight I will be then. I’m hoping it’s roughly around the same as the last time I ventured onto the electronic device of crazy. No point in worrying about that though, just got to get on with it this week.