Perfect Day
Weigh Day #15
Weight – 125.3 Kilograms, 19.73 Stone, 276.23 Pounds
Weekly Weight Loss – 1.1 Kilograms, 2.42 Pounds
Total Weight Loss – 12.4 Kilograms, 1.95 Stone, 27.33 Pounds
BMI – 38.5 (Obese), Total BMI Loss – 3.8, Check Your BMI
Weekly Summary
Difficult Week, Fantastic Outcome
Greetings to my weekly weigh-in. We know life affects our lifestyle habits, especially eating. I won’t bore you with details but my job can be a little difficult and stressful sometimes. I had one of those weeks where stress levels slightly rose although I am lucky enough to be one of those bods who stays calm during a storm.
After a slightly disappointing weight loss last week, I’m delighted to shed just over a kilo. I had a good week, counted every day and as the week gnawed on, I found my spirit and energy levels rising. On Wednesday, I had the most wonderful feeling when out of the blue, my belt seemed to up go up a notch—just that little bit of extra room. And that, my friends, is an out-of-this-world feeling.
What Pleased Most
Two things spring to mind. Firstly, I barely ate sugar. A colleague kindly gave me some excellent homemade rum cake (yeah, I forgot to take a photo!). I seem to have a regular Friday wobble regarding sugar. Whilst this was nothing like two weeks ago, I consumed a small Twirl bar, two custard creams and two chocolate biscuits. At least I counted the calories in My Net Diary, moved on and didn’t overindulge or lose focus.
Secondly and this is more important I feel, was that I didn’t cave in under pressure. One of the easiest things (and trust me, I’ve been there!), is to give up and binge eat. Over these past few months, I’ve managed to change my way to the point where I feel like I cannot go back to what I was before. It’s only now when I pen my thoughts do I realize that I didn’t even consider stopping by a store en route to HQ and binging in front of the telly.
Perfect Day Ahead?
A Pleasant Surprise
“For example, you can call that friend, and from the very first maniacal laugh or some other joke you will know who is at the other end of that line.”
Christopher Lee on Peter Cushing
Ironic, I’m writing about good moods and this having the potential to be a perfect day when out of the blue the postman knocks on the door with a parcel. I thought it was something for the girls but low and behold it was for me. I knew it was from my good friend and fellow anti-woke soldier Crispin as we send each other gifts all the time, But what could it be?
It was a pair of shoes. No ordinary shoes but a certain style of shoes as you can see below. There’s no point in even trying to explain the in-joke. What I’m getting at is how important it is to have friends and support and people who help improve life. I cannot tell you how much I smiled when I opened the box and these beauties stared right back at me. I shall be wearing them with pride in the pub soon! Thanks, matey! I’m beaming!
Alcoholic Afternoon
Speaking of the pub… I’ve not touched too much on my relationship with alcohol. I keep saying to myself that’s another blog but this past month, I’ve got into the habit of writing once a week, the weigh day weekend post. The executive committee of Change Your Way (me and CEO Bowie) decided I should post some Health & Lifestyle musings during the week. So, watch this space! I’m going to write about today’s shenanigans as soon as I can!
Anyway, I digress as usual. Several times a year my work colleagues meet up in central Manchester with one mission and one mission only. That is to get stupendously drunk. These are classed as ‘Well-Being’ meetings which is a bit of a Royal Mail in-joke. I’ve been on a couple, most memorably the day Cambridge United avoided relegation from League One on the final day of last season. The Forest Green Rovers match kicked off at midday, so I cracked open my first beer at 11 AM. By the time I reached the pub, I’d already had six. I don’t even know how I got home but I made it!
Good For The Mind
I love drinking and socialising. My family are not big drinkers and I’m lucky I can take or leave alcohol. Whilst I’ve thought long and hard about quitting for good, I enjoy drinking but it’s important for me to drink in the right environment. Again, this is finding what works for you. I’m almost 6 kilos lighter than when I last drank. I don’t have an abusive relationship with alcohol (bar the fact when I do consume, I tend to go over the top a little!). I completely feel on top of it. My worst habit was slouching on the sofa on a Saturday till I could literally drink no more. This, I have eradicated from my life. I am lucky enough to be able to take it or leave it.
Experimentation
This is a good chance to see where I’m at with alcohol. I abused at Christmas and didn’t enjoy it too much in hindsight. Every drop was consumed at HQ. I’m feeling so happy and positive this morning and completely in the right frame of mindset. And when you’re on top, you attain a feeling of invincibility. Whilst I get that, I’m level-headed enough to cope if things don’t go to plan. When you get to my age, you inevitably start to accept you have fewer years left on this planet than you have lived. I fear these thoughts will only get worse as I get older, so trying to grab as much of life as I can whilst remaining relatively sensible!
The Week Ahead
Plan In Place
Alcohol inevitably hampers any weight loss aspirations. Looking at the figures, I was a little perturbed that I’m still not over the two-stone milestone. I always thought that 6 kilos was a stone, but to be picky and yes I am being picky, the correct figure is 6.36. I’ve never checked before but am glad to know this! Because that 3.6 kilo does mount up over time. I’ve just got one goal this week and that is to shed the 0.31 kilos to get over the two-stone line.
The Problem
The problem with alcohol is not only the massive calories in beer but also the after-effects. I inevitably end up eating too much but that’s alright because I don’t do this every week. I may even surprise myself today given where my head is at. I’ve already walked 5000 steps with Bowie and am going to walk into the city, which is around 40 minutes. As Tesco say, “Every little helps”. More musings next week!
