One little treat….

 One little treat won’t hurt I said to myself…..but it did 😏😏

That one little treat led to another, then another …… and then onto the next day 🤦‍♀️🤦‍♀️

It didn’t help that I forgot my thyroid medication for those 2 days…..but I’m not blaming that. ONLY MYSELF to blame. 

Now it’s Wednesday, and yes I’m back on track but I feel like shit and so disappointed in myself. It’s Skye’s 21st birthday tomorrow and she had asked if we could all go out for Chinese on her birthday so I’d booked us in to a restaurant. I WAS going to treat myself then….but ohhh Lordy…😮😮 Why do I do this to myself??

Anyways what’s done is done and moving on now. I’ll keep on writing in my diary, I’ll keep on tracking and enjoy tomorrow night and move on and see what the rest of the week brings. 

Weigh in was a 200g loss. It could have been more off but I had a couple of higher calorie meals during the week. BUT I was happy with the loss. 

I’ll keep on plodding away. My kids have said to me many times not to worry about my weight so much, just go and enjoy life. But my knee and my feet won’t let me, my weight effects them so the more weight I get off the less pressure I put on them ehhh….

Weigh in day

 

After my weigh in last week I went a little bit……well more than a bit overboard and ate too much. AND that was despite writing in my diary that I WOULD NOT do that. So I owned up and wrote I failed my goals that day. 

Come Tuesday I went to work and was offered breakfast by the cafe. Ughhhh need I say I accepted although I had written my goals in my diary AND a cafe breakfast was not included. Anyways…..my day went pear shaped from there. I was not happy with myself at all!!!

Wednesday morning I wrote down my goals for the day and set about trying to reset myself. And I’m very happy and proud of myself because I did. And the rest of the week followed according to plan.

Weigh in today was a 700g loss.

What it could have been if I hadn’t of detoured for those 2 days. 

It hasn’t been an easy week….lots going on. My brother in law had a minor stroke and is in hospital, my granddaughter injured herself and needed a Doctors visit and time off work. 

I got my Specialist appointment for my Dupuytren’s contracture in early December. Be interesting to see what he has to say. Also got an eye specialist appointment in early January. A eye test I recently had showed I didn’t need new glasses but that I needed surgery to get rid of a cataract that was causing problems. My optician had been keeping a close eye on it.

Anyways that’s it, I start work early in the morning so it’s time I moved and got myself organised and ready for bed. 

Goodnight. 😴 

One week down

 My countdown to Christmas is going well. 

I’ve used my diary everyday, writing in every morning my goal for the day and then every evening what I have achieved during the day. 

I’m proud of myself. Also proud that on the weekend I travelled down to my home town to see a bestie and also spend the rest of the time with my sister. 

It was wonderful, I hadn’t seen her for a few months, what with her hubby being ill, me and hubby travelling then ourselves being ill… so we had a bit to catch up on. It was wonderful. We had a few drinks, a few nibbles…healthy ones of course…and a lovely meal. 

With travelling my goal was no snacking in car ✅ 

Sugar free alcohol drinks only ✅ 

Drink only water there and back ✅

SO I was happy I achieved those.

Something must have worked as I lost 600g this week. 

Today, I’m struggling a little but I’m trying hard to stick to my goal today. 

Right…time to put dinner in oven. 

Eeeeeek!!!

 I’ve had a horror week and it showed big time on the scales this morning….1.5 gain 🤦‍♀️ No one to blame except for myself. And I’ve got no excuse. Self sabotaging at its best. Don’t know why I do it to myself, but I do time and time again. 

I’m up early this morning, going for a walk with my jabberwalk bestie. Will get a good start to the day and hopefully keep up the effort all day. 

Was looking on my ww site for a countdown to Christmas challenge but I couldn’t find one so I’m going to challenge myself….I am sure Deb (my walking buddy) will join me too. I’ve found myself a diary and after my walk I’m going to rule it up and set myself a challenge a day all based on staying on track and not self indulging. I’ll start it on 1st November and keep it up till Christmas Eve. There will be occasional hiccups I know, like my granddaughters 21st which is a month away, overnight visit to my sister, speedway events but they will be marked in diary and we will work around them. Plus my health issues….knee and feet. 

It’s a big challenge to MYSELF. 

I’m back again….

 Gee another week has rolled on by. The older you get the quicker they roll on by I think. And I haven’t been doing anything much, just pottering around home doing bits and pieces. Still feeling the after effects from the dreaded “lurgy” but slowly I’m on the improve. I’ve had a few relapses but this week with a bit warmer weather I think I moving slowly forward. My jabberbuddy is back from a few weeks away and is keen to start walking again so I’m looking forward to getting moving again. Want to keep walking as long as I can while I still can 

I have Dupuytrens Contracture in my hands and some signs of it are showing up in my feet AND then there’s my knee to throw into the mix 😏

My hands are not effecting me too much as yet, it’s annoying,  but my Dr has booked me into a specialist and I see him in December so we’ll see what the out come is. We have been watching the progress of it for years and not much can be done till it gets to where we are at now. 

Right…weight in this week…..1.2 kilo off

Time to start organising dinner. See you next week. 😘

Ohhhh my……

 Another week has flown by…..and ohh my this one has been a disaster. Had a relapse with this lurgy and spent a couple of days feeling sick again. NOT sick enough to eat myself silly though …… those darn emotions. One day maybe I will STOP 🛑 eating my emotions. 

On top of the lurgy, I walked under a tree and managed to scrape my head on a sharp branch and give myself an egg on the head, as well as a cut plus a headache that lasted 2 days. Not impressed 😏

Anyways all the eating turned into a 2 kilo gain. One day I will learn that food may make me feel better at the time but constant eating doesn’t !! 

Another week…

 The last few days I have been feeling heaps better….thankfully…as it’s been 3 weeks of feeling horrid. I’ve still a bit of a cough but I’m starting to feel human again. Appetite the last few days has been nearly back to normal and the scales showed a 400g gain. I expected that after weeks of hardly eating then starting to eat “normally” again. Haven’t been doing the exercise to burn the calories have I? 

Today I drove down to Busselton to catch up with a cousin. When we went on holidays we took some of her Dad’s ashes with us as Billie-Jean wanted them released in her Dads (and ours) fishing spot. I made up a little scrapbook as a momento for her with some pics and descriptions of where it was and she loved it. Hopefully she will get there one day to see it herself and the remembrance plaque for Ray we put up. 

Whilst in Busselton I asked my brother to join us. I didn’t know if he would, I was hoping he was having a good day and could. Rod has early onset dementia and luckily today was a good day. It’s so bloody hard watching him slowly deteriorate. Thankfully, so far, the horrid disease is slow moving….pray it stays that way. 

Been a big day, think I might have over done it….so it’s goodnight from me.