The Cambridge Mummy blog on running highs and diet lows…

So on Friday morning, I went out in my bobble hat, gillet and full kit, to do the couch to 5k thing. And I did it brilliantly! I really did. I Know. I’m so Modest ;)
I did my lunges across the width of the football pitch and a bit of extra jogging. I’ve really struggled to get going with the running. It’s so hard! My shins – the pain – I don’t know how to explain it. And the burning in my throat is something I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy.

With all that in mind, on Friday morning, I wasn’t expecting all that much. Not least because I’d eaten so much the day before, not that I’m sure that has any effect on it. I was going very very slowly in the walking and slowly in the jogging bits. But I did them all – 60 seconds of jogging x 9. And it made me feel amazing. So I don’t mind how slow I was. I posted a couple of random pictures to Facebook to show how happy I was. Here they are in all their glory:

I had two work do’s on Thursday. Fish and chip lunch, followed by cream tea and then Wagamama’s, and then Pizza Hut and ice cream today, so I’m not expecting to have lost any weight in the morning. I’m hoping to stay the same, at 13st 8lb. We’ll see. I may have gained a bit. I just don’t know. We’ll see. Anyway, I got a pair of jeans for £15 today in Dorothy Perkins and they are a size 18. Think they might be a bit big, but I got 18′s and 20′s and the boys were playing up so I didn’t have chance to get anything in a size 16 to test them out.

Regardless of the weigh in, I’ve make some brilliant healthy choices for myself this week. And eaten some not so great foods when I’ve wanted to. But I hope that whatever it is, I’ll remember how “high” I felt on Friday, how great it was to be jogging and making the times. How happy I was to be out in the sunshine and how I managed to do my lunges and my legs are feeling good today. It’s a sign to take it on to more running, less walking and more lunges at the end.

Fingers crossed for a good day tomorrow :)

The Cambridge Mummy blog on… wanting the scales to play fair…

So, at the start of this activity, I weighed 14 st 3lb. That’s the heaviest I’ve ever been in my life and it made me cry. I got down to 14st which was good then onto the Slimming World band wagon and by last Sunday, the 27 November, was 13st 8lb. Excellent me thinks, especially as it had just been the time of the month and I’d had a grotty week. I decided to absent mindedly weigh myself last night and I was 13st 12lb. That’s not possible surely, in less than 48 hours, to gain 4lb in weight?? !!! ?? Surely not. I was in the rudey nudey. It was the same place, but the end of the day instead of the start, but surely that can’t make 4lb of difference?

Anyway, I’m annoyed. And wanting to eat all sorts of stuff because I’m annoyed. But I’m not. So instead, I’m munching my way through grapes, diet coke and cherries. When all I want is chips and gravy. It’s a bit pants to be honest, so I’d stay out of my way, because when I’m deprived of my chips and gravy with a buttered barm, I’m a bird with a short fuse.

Here’s hoping for the weigh in on Sunday eh? Perhaps I’ll go running to see if it has an impact on it? Or maybe swimming?
Hmmmmm

Does your weight go up and down like this? How does it make you feel? What do you do?