Week 2 {Shifting a little weight}

This week I didn't stick to the 800 calories per day. At first I was annoyed with myself, but I got over it pretty quickly. I figure that I have to live a balanced life, so I'm sticking to the meal plan...mostly.

The key for me is to make better choices. For example, had a work meeting on Friday. Lunch was at Schnitz. Now I love Schnitz. I mean LOVE. But this time I got a kids meal. Best of both words. Made a better choice - still ate Schnitz. Saturday we had a family get together for my nieces birthday which spilled on over into dinner. Pizza was ordered. I went and bought a can of tuna and a prepackaged supermarket garden salad and quite happily ate that. Did you read that? QUITE HAPPILY!! Who have I become??? LOL

Anyway, week 2's results were quite abysmal but a loss is a loss (even if it is only 500gms).
Onwards and downwards.

The big week 1 weigh in {Shifting a little weight}

Surprisingly this week was much easier than I anticipated. Everyone knows how that first week is just shit - headaches, tiredness, grumpiness and the fact that your so friggin hungry but I wasn't too bad (or at least I don't think I was LOL).

The only thing that did annoy me was salad. Really a person can only eat so much salad. And yeah I know I could've eaten vegetables but it's been hot this week - as in ridiculously hot for a Melbourne October - so you don't want hot food. By the weekend I was well and truly over lettuce but I had an empty fridge and a house full of kids (mine and other peoples) so there was no way in hell I was taking the troops to the supermarket. Cue bland salad.

It's all so brown and green. Yep bland.

Every day I've been doing a sneaky weigh in just to see what's going on. I know I shouldn't. I think everyone trying to lose weight knows they shouldn't but everyone does it. The great news is that I've had consistent weight loss - more than I expected. As of Saturday morning I was sitting on 118.1kgs.

Then Saturday night happened. I know the whole concept of cheat days, but when you're on a liver cleansing diet and your cheat day is focussed on the copious amounts of alcohol that you're planning on consuming at your best friends 40th it kind of defeats the purpose of the hard work you've put in all week. That said, you only turn forty once so I was going to celebrate regardless with the mindset of think of the kilos lost prior as saving myself from gaining in alcohol consumption.

I have to say that I'm impressed with my willpower. Usually alcohol equals copious amounts of biscuits, cheeses, cabana, dips, party pies, samosas - really whatever is on hand. I actually made a mental note of what I was eating (keep in mind I did eat a salmon salad for dinner prior): 2 party pies, 2 cocktail spring rolls, 1 crab ball thingy, 2 curry puffs, 2 little pieces of cabana and a small handful of Doritos.  I was tempted to add up all the calories just to freak myself out but what's the point really? I had a fabulous time, my best friend had a fabulous time and that's all that matters.

After the party I woke up wanting the biggest greasiest Maccas breakfast ever to combat the throbbing head and empty stomach feeling but a boiled egg and piece of multigrain toast it was. Straight back on the band wagon. Vegies and chicken for lunch and chicken salad for dinner (just for something different lol).

Weigh in morning was today and surprisingly I didn't do as much damage as I expected on Saturday night.

Starting weight:  121.9kgs
Current weight: 118.6
Loss to date: 3.3kg

Onwards and downwards.

Time to shift a little weight

During yet another post hiatus I made the decision that I'm too fat. Harsh but true. I'm all for body positive and loving your curves, but truth be told my body is just a little too old for all this extra weight I'm lugging around. I'm sick of aching joints, I'm sick of being out of breath (just walking upstairs in my own house is a struggle - embarrassing but true), I'm sick of feeling like I'm 80. I think I finally hit rock bottom when I realised that tying my own damn shoelaces was an effort. How ridiculous, I'm 42 years old and my 12 year old said "I can do it for you Mum".

So I'm putting it out there. I really don't care how many or few people see this, it's more making myself accountable in my own headspace. Yesterday I weighed in at 121.9kgs. I'm not ashamed or embarrassed about that number - it is what it is, but on my 161cm frame it's not healthy by any stretch of the imagination.

Yesterday marked the start of a kickstart diet. You know the very low calorie ones (VLCD), only I'm not doing shakes but doing the alternative meal plan to Optifast (approx 800 cal per day). I know there is going to be people who say that this diet is bad, wrong, unhealthy etc - but keep it to yourself. Let me tell you, nobody knows diets better than a fat chick so I don't want to hear your well intentioned advice. Just humour me ok. And if I complain - feel free to tell me to STFU.

At work it's it's not easy. I'm not usually a breakfast eater and I leave too early in the morning to comfortably eat beforehand. So I came up with a novel way to get a decent breakfast in. Toast made in the sandwich press (yes it was ridiculously flat - but hey it toasted) and a boiled egg that I'd cooked the night before peeled chopped and heated in the microwave.

Keeping it classy at work

Home is much easier but the temptation to snack is much higher. I've drank a ton of water today just so I wouldn't eat anything extra. At home at least my meals look much better.

This photo is instagram worthy at least

I'm off to hit publish now before I change my mind about this post. Will be back on Monday with week 1's weigh in.