Ok so it was inevitable really.....
After all my hard work for weeks and weeks, the cracks start to appear...
Yep I gained weight this week. I
was expecting it. I am not going to say all that stuff about how I accept it,
how I am moving on, how I own it blah blah blah....
But I did deserve
And actually it seems to be a part of my pattern. I will show you my
graph one of these days.... more spikes than a punk rocker in a cactus patch.
But the general trend is downwards.
And that is what counts.
why the gain? I hear you ask.
all began on a cold windy Sunday last week. I just could not stop munching. It
was seriously bad. Everytime I passed the cupboard I grabbed something. In the
words of the great Mick Jagger, I could not "get no satisfaction".
then that I realised I had "Very Hungry Caterpillar" syndrome (VHCS). Yes this
is a true, medical scientific phenomenenmeonenon.
Monday I ate through one bag of rice crackers, but I was still hungry.
Tuesday I ate through two packets of Belvita biscuits but I was still
On Wednesday I ate through three muesli bars but I was still
On Thursday I ate through four bananas but I was still hungry.
Friday I ate through five squares of chocolate but I was still
The next morning was Saturday....
You know what's coming
The next morning was Saturday... and in addition to having
VHCS I also had manflu.... and MEGA PMT....
So yes the next morning was
Saturday and I ate through one piece of chocolate cake, one ice cream cone, one
pickle, one slice of swiss cheese, one slice of salami, one lollipop, one piece
of cherry pie, one sausage, one cupcake and one slice of water melon...
And that night I had a stomach ache.....
Turns out it was
actually period pains, but is very fitting for my story...
day was Sunday again
And then we went away on a road
Let's just say, I tried VERY VERY hard and I
think I limited the damage somewhat. So instead of a Big Mac Meal with a shake
at the obligatory McD's road trip stop.... the only time I will let my children
eat it.... I had a Cheeseburger and a garden salad.
I packed LOADS of
fruit and ate that instead of bags of sweets. I ate rice cakes instead of chips
and so on.
But I didn't track my food and I did overeat.
Plus I have gone
3 days without exercise..... aaaaaggghhhhh...... about to go for a run as I have
So yes I gained. I gained 2lbs of porkiness. But that was
not all I gained, I gained a deeper understanding of myself. I now know that I
cannot BEAR the taste of McD's and have conditioned myself to automatically
vomit if I have to step foot in the place. I now understand that Hogsbreath
cafes (akin to Harvesters I guess) are incapable of serving anything that isn't deep fried unless it is
steak... next time I will have the steak.... um.... next time may be a long
I have learned that if I spend the evening drinking wine and eating
maltesers in bed with my hubby while watching TV (total hotel luxury) I will
wake up feeling like UTTER sh!te the next morning. So not worth it, plus I felt
too rough to go for a run even though I packed my gear.... tut tut shame on
I almost needed that 'weak'end to remind me how different I feel when
I don't eat healthily. It is actually quite amazing the
Anyway, back home and back on track... with a
I have 3 and a half weeks until we go to Vanuatu. I want to lose 6lbs by then. To do that I am aiming for 2lbs a
week for the next 3 weeks. Rather a big aim for me and my track record but not
So 6lbs in 3 weeks. Filling and healthy, tracking and
exercising all the way.
And in case you were wondering about my health,
the manflu only lasted a day, so obviously wasn't that after all, must've just
been a woman snuffle. And re: the VHCS... seems to be better and I have eaten
through one nice big green leaf (plus the rest of the salad) and I do indeed
feel much better.
(PS: Credit to Eric Carle for discovering VHCS)