I’m feeling quite good at the moment, I actually got myself motivated enough to nip across to the swimming pool at lunchtime today.  I work all of two minutes walk from the local sports centre, and the same sports centre is just as close to home as my workplace, ie about five minutes walk.  I really don’t have any excuse for the year I’ve spent doing nothing.  Anyway, back to what I HAVE done, rather than what I haven’t.  I swam 32 lengths of a 25 metre pool, so 800 metres, or the equivalent of half a mile.  Not too shabby, considering how little I’ve been doing. But the trick is to now doggedly continue to go to the pool and to train myself to make it a habit.  It helps that I’m actually a gold card member and can use the small pool, jacuzzi and sauna of the health suite, if the main pool is shut too.  In fact, I should definitely make more use of both jacuzzi and sauna, because both give me feel good vibes, which can help me de-stress in an alternative manner to eating chocolate.

Talking of chocolate – I had a bad food day on Friday, when a colleague brought in cakes for his birthday, to work and then put them on the table behind me.  Every time I got up for whatever reason, I passed the table.  And I’m ashamed to say that I frequently nabbed things and rationalized that I wouldn’t have any dinner.  I didn’t have dinner, but that just led to craving food late at night, so I ended up eating a yogurt, a pack of Cadbury’s Animals (mini chocolate covered biscuits in animal shapes) and a pack of Salt and Vinegar Hula Hoops.  So, other than the yogurt, it was a bad eating day – from a nutritional point of view at the very least.  Saturday went well, with a breakfast of toast and coffee, no lunch, because I was out for four hours, interacting with a litter of kittens, and then an evening meal of pork steaks followed by fruit. 

Sunday was difficult emotionally. I went to visit my husband, ostensibly to collect some books of mine that he’d found whilst unpacking stuff into his new home, but also to tell him face to face that I’d be filing the divorce papers soon.  He couldn’t have been nicer whilst I was there, solicitously making me coffee, some bacon rolls for lunch and giving me a hug when I got a bit tearful.  But when I got home, I was still feeling fragile and I was craving some comfort.  I headed to the freezer and ate the last Ecuador Dark Magnum ice cream that had been located therein. I collected myself a little later and made some scrambled eggs with smoked salmon on toast for dinner.

But today – today is another day.  I had yogurt, fruit and coffee for breakfast; the fruit being an orange, an apple and some white grapes so that I could pick at them all through the morning.  I’ve been out and done some swimming and now I’ve had lunch of chicken stirfry.  I made three times as much as I needed on Thursday evening and froze two portions in plastic boxes for times such as today, when I was running a little late this morning and just grabbed it out of the freezer rather than having to prepare anything for lunch.  I’m about to make myself another mug of coffee and to eat a banana. Back home, I put the breadmaker on before leaving the house this morning, so there’ll be a fresh loaf ready when I get back this evening. 

My partner is visiting this evening – I’ve got enough stuff to make ratatouille to go with pork steaks for dinner.  I’ll probably add a jacket potato to his plate, to sustain him more, although he’s put weight on with me over the past eighteen months, at least.  It’s been a week since I saw him and I was still feeling a bit unwell at that point.  It’ll be nice to have a snuggle and cuddle.

And finally - I stepped on the scales this morning and the first pesky two pounds is gone :D

Yesterday went well. I was still not feeling 100%, but I walked to work and walked home for lunch.  For breakfast I had a wholemeal muffin (English muffin, not an overgrown fairy cake) with a little butter and the inevitable mug of coffee.  I was definitely feeling nibbly and in need of snacks, but the punnet of grapes on my desk did the job and I stuck to eating those.  Lunch was four wholegrain crackerbreads, spread with low fat houmous, followed by a probiotic yogurt, an orange and an apple, plus of course the coffee.  I should point out that I do drink water through the day as well – not all my refreshment is in the form of coffee.  In fact, I tend to drink low sugar squash more often, in the evening.

Activity wise, I mowed the lawns, which were both looking desperately shaggy, since they’d been neglected for weeks.  I also cleaned the kitchen and tidied and vacuumed my bedroom.  I’m not kidding myself that this was a mad amount of calorie burning, but it was definitely more activity than I have been accustomed to recently. After all that housework, I made myself some sandwiches, similar to Monday night, with the other half of the pack of prawns that I’d opened.  Having a really sharp knife helps enormously, in that I can slice a loaf of bread thinly.  I’ve noticed that it’s nigh on impossible to get thin sliced bread any longer and that supermarket offerings actually default to thick slices in most breads – so the amount that I use for one sandwich, would actually be one slice of ready-sliced.

I felt really tired and my back ached after the housework – another sign of my lacking fitness, I’d say.  All in all through the day, I had five cigarettes. One walking to work, one walking home at lunchtime, one when I got in, in the evening, one during a break from the housework and one before going to sleep.  I allowed myself to turn the computer on and the television at around 8.30, after doing the chores.

I had more to do this morning though – there was washing up to be accomplished, tidying and vacuuming of the other two bedrooms and the lounge needed tidying, dusting and vacuuming.  I accomplished the former two tasks before work and had the last of the wholemeal muffins toasted, spread with a little butter and a mug of coffee. I wish I’d had time for a full shower, but contended myself with a decent wash instead. My hair needs a wash really – well, it actually needs a cut, but I’ve yet to schedule that. I must call and see if I can get a lunchtime appointment soon.

I walked to work again and back at lunchtime, to complete the tidying and vacuuming. It all looks great – I wonder whether I’ll manage to keep it that way, or whether it will degenerate to a tip again in the absence of any visitors to motivate me. I had more wholegrain crackerbreads – five this time, as that was all that was left in the packet, with another pot of low fat houmous. I’ve opened the white seedless grapes today, as I have been eating red seedless. I read somewhere that the supposedly beneficial components of red wine (on top of light alcohol consumption) may also be available in red/black grape skins, so I try to have red/black grapes as often as white. I did have one hiccup – there was a meeting at lunchtime and a plate of sandwiches and snacks appeared in the office – I’ve had one small ham salad sandwich and a savoury cheese in flaky pastry roll. I didn’t even think about it, which is a bit sad, I realise now. Oh well – a habit that needs to be broken. 

I also realised during the morning, that I was a lot less congested and at long last am breathing normally through my nose, rather than through my mouth. I was still unpleasantly hot and my back ached after the housework at lunchtime. Still – again – a little bit of exertion at a time. I’m looking forward to this evening – I have a close female friend visiting and we have every intention of a gossipy evening. I’m cooking us both dinner, a chicken stirfry, I think.   
 

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