When you see it like that it puts it into perspective how much I've done. My flatmate Laura bought me some fancy coffee as a treat for being a 1/4 way through. It's the little things :)
On my last post I was sounding a bit negative. As I said on the Friday I was feeling a little bit down, and was allowing myself to be in a bad mood. I slept it off and woke up feeling a little guilty for being so grouchy and told myself it's a new day and a day closer to the finish. I went down to make my first shake and look what came in the post. One of my best friends Tara has been in Austrailia for over a year, I miss her and my other friends who have been away so much but little things like this make it alright! It's just what I needed, the little verse was perfect, and as I've said before it's support that picks me up. My friends and family who are globetrotters have all been in touch to say their following my blog and supporting me all the way. I'm really glad i've done the blog now, feels like i've got everyone rooting for me because their following it, which is all the more incentive to drive my body to Beyonce town.
This week I tried living up my shakes by trying the moose. My friend was round and he kindly took on chef role and made it, it's less water so your getting less calories but more flavour so they advise you to drink more water with it. Having someone make it for me was the same feeling as someone cooking for you. Your not having to do the same routine and as my mum says every time we go to a restaurant "It's just great getting it handed to you". Admittedly, blending up water and mix is a lot less hassle than cooking a beautiful dinner for 6 people, but you get my drift, it's nice. The moose wasn't exactly "angel delight" This being because it was lipotrim, not dissing the chef! I think i'm going to stick to the shakes.
I had my weigh in today and I've lost another two pounds. My pharmacist seemed a little disappointed and kept asking me was I sure I had anything to eat. This initially felt like a kick in the teeth, having not ate anything at all, not even a bite and for her to say it. I quickly rationalised it as her having to be firm. She's not my friend, she's my pharmacist. When I convinced her I hadn't she said she thinks I'm still not drinking enough water, as my body could be clinging onto it as it isn't get much food for fuel. This was a good kick up the bum I needed to be drinking more. It's a little hard to keep up with 4 litres a day, but if it's doctors orders, so be it. She did say now that I have more energy I can start some light exercise. I asked could I go swimming as I really enjoy it and she said it would be fine. Swimming is a great way of clearing your head and using every bit of your body. If I do this leisurely it could take off another pound or so. She did say I will be losing between 2-4 for the next weeks so not to be disappointed if it is 2 as at least it is coming off!
It's easy to get yourself down on it but thats why support is great and to remember how Dearsy done it. An interesting thing happened this weekend that puts things into perspective. My parents had attended a funeral of the mother of their really good friend. Now my dad is a man with little patience, so at the end of the mass at the cemetery he wanted to get out quick. Stumbling around and rushing ended in him falling into the grave on top of the coffin. Yes you read right, He feel into the grave and on top of the coffin. The funny thing is was the woman had a soft spot for him so there was a running joke that she was pulling him in with her. It lifted the mood and gave everyone a laugh so he sort of took one for the team! Now if my dad can pull himself out of that physical hole and realise he needs to have patience, well I can pull myself out of the downer holes and have patience too. As the saying goes "It's a marathon, not a sprint". I'm going to dedicate this song to myself and all my fellow curvy mama's having shakes instead of steaks! I'm with you sista's!
No dad's were harmed in the making of this blog. (minus a few bruises)
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