So, it’s been a good couple of weeks since I resolved to look at my weight properly and work out what I’m going to do about it. The truth of it is, I’m happy with my body, except for my tummy. Sadly, I genuinely do look pregnant, because of the way it’s shaped after the c section. So that’s what I want to do something about. (My brother is, well, an exercise guru – a cross country runner for the England team as a teenager, athletic build and eats KFC all the time. These days, he still does the last bit, but is a gym manager. Anyway, he knows what he’s talking about, so enough digressing from me. Sorry..)
He said I just literally need to put less calories in, exercise and sweat more and leave the toning and muscle stuff for the moment. Until he saw we’d got a swiss ball and then gave me some good stuff to do. This morning, it’s weigh in time for me, I’m doing slimming world. I don’t fully understand it and I’m not sure I’m doing it right. But I’m essentially on a low fat diet, I think. To date, the changes mean that I’m eating lots and lots of veg and salad with each meal…
I’m not eating fish fingers or creamy tomato pasta sauce, or piles of gravy with my dinner. So we’ll see how it goes. I have a date in mind of Friday 16 December when I’m wearing a party dress.
So that’s about it for now, I wanted to get a quick blog in, before I do the weigh in.
Why is it that if I lose some lbs, I’m more motivated and if I don’t, or gain, I just want to shovel cookie dough mix in. Which isn’t going to help matters is it?
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