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Wednesday, 5 August 2015

Days 5, 6 & 7 - and failure.

The diet was going so well. I could cry!

Below are my meals and exercise for Monday. Now, I know walking isn't exactly strenuous, but a gal's got to start somewhere, and I have to walk Ayra every day anyway, so I thought it would be at the very least interesting to see how far I was going every day, and if I could hit a target of at least 6,000 steps minimum. I know that doesn't sound like much, but my lifestyle is at best currently 'sedentary', so I thought it would be a reasonable goal.

A hearty protein-rich breakfast of scrambled egg, mushrooms and beans. Yum.

My dinner there is 100% veg and was d e l i c i o u s. Vegetarian sausages, green beans, peas and sweetcorn, topped off with lashings of bisto. So, so comforting and filling and so quick and easy to make.

I did good. I cheated with a finger (or two) shoved into the Nutella jar. I regret nothing.

Tuesday was again, ok. A bit bleurgh. I walked less steps, but still hit my 6,000 goal. I considered upping it to 10,000. I added the goal of 'drink more water' and 'do ab exercises' to my lovely walking app - Pacer, if you were wondering, which is fab and kicks Strava's butt - and ticked them off as I glugged water and did a couple of tummy crunches at bed time. Life was going okay. 

And today, Wednesday, I weighed myself. In just 6 days I've lost 4 pounds. 4 pounds! I should be over the moon. I was - I am. 

But instead of celebrating this news and feeling inspired to continue with my progress, I have eaten more today than ever. I had Frosties for breakfast. Why? I'm not a 7 year old child. Why did I do that? I made myself a massive chicken curry for a late lunch, enough for dinner too, but ate it all in one sitting. WHY?! I wanted chocolate more than I wanted life itself so I slathered Nutella on hot crumpets and devoured it, and kept on devouring it past the point of feeling sick (there was only 2 crumpets but a hell of a lot of Nutella). Later, my mum was making herself a bacon sarnie for dinner and I'd already eaten enough but when she offered me one I of course said, yes, please! I have drunk my bodyweight in tea and had only a single glass of fresh water.

What has happened to me?! I am doing this FOR myself, I look jealously at other girl's figures and fitness inspiration posts and envy over their bodies and motivation. Why do I then cave in to my own cravings, give up the minute I get ahead? I now feel so, so down and a little sick with myself. 

I need a holiday. And a hug. And a salad.



  1. You're doing a good job so far! You've just gotta break the sugar addiction and it's smooth sailing after that, but that's easier said than done!


  2. once you see an improvement it will motivate you soooo much!


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