Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Good Morning . . .

I'm in a happy place at the moment.  What a great feeling it is too.  Haven't had many of them in the past couple of years. 





I'm feeling like I've got control back again in my life, something  that's been missing for a long time. 

I'm rapt that in the last week I've not had any hunger pangs neither have I felt the need to have a snack between meals especially as my portion sizes have dropped too.  I put my lunch on a bread plate and  dinner I find I can only normally  eat half of it. 

Maybe all that water is helping.  I'm drinking 3 - 4, 750 ml bottles a day.  (Plus piddling 4 5 times an hour).   I'm finding it easy to drink maybe because of the warmer weather and because I'm keeping it within arms reach.

Last night when I got home from work I mowed the back lawns.  Mr T wouldn't let me at first.  It makes him feel bad - but I told him to think of it as part of my exercise.  I'm going to aim for 30 mins  outside after work in the garden - weather permitting.  By all means not only will I benefit but so will my gardens.

Finally just quickly - dinner last night.  

Sirloin Steak with creamy mushroom sauce, asparagus and cauli with cheese sauce.  I make my sauces  with a couple of tablespoons of thickened cream, which I reduce and then add either cheese, mushrooms etc.  Quick and easy and quite yummy.   I only managed half of this.



I'll try and get better and more creative with my foodie pics.  

That's me for now.

Have a great day.

Ciao.



Monday, November 25, 2013

Who do we try to kid . . .

Obviously ourselves.  

We know the scales are going up, the clothes are a little tighter but we ignore it, it's not that bad.  Then you catch a photo of yourself, or a glimpse in a mirror or a window.  Holy shit.  That's not me!!!!  OMG.   How did that happen.

That was me when I saw the photo on the last post with the girls.  I was so disgusted with myself.  I almost didn't recognise me - but the camera doesn't lie.  I'm positive that's not the face that looks back at me in the mirror.  But the camera doesn't lie.  It is me.  And I look bloody awful.  

So you want to know what the scales said last week.

81.6

I don't have any time to go on a pity trip.  So even though I'm disgusted with myself I'm back on track knowing if I do this properly I can turn it around.

Being a short arse any extra weight gain looks twice as bad on me.

So this is what I'm going to do.  Three things for now.

  • I'm going primal - no bread, pasta, rice, potatoes etc. 
  • Try to drink at least 2 litres of water per day. 
  • Limit wine.

 I've been doing the above for the last week.  Apart from the suishi I had on Saturday I've been very good.

 

I eat only twice a day, I'm not snacking at all in between meals.  My lunch I fit on a bread plate.  Half my dinner plate is veges and my protein about the size of my palm.  I eat my veges first then I'm struggling to eat the rest.  

Today the scales told me 

80.3

To be honest I was expecting more.  But then again prior to last week I was probably eating about 60 - 70% primal anyway which is probably why it's been a bit easy for me.  

My immediate goals are

  • To get to 75kg before Christmas.
  • To get to 70kg by my 52nd birthday (4th February)

My goal after that would be around 62kg which I would be happy with.  

So I'm back to blogging about weight loss and this is mainly about my journey getting there.  

So I hope you will join me and maybe we can help each other or just be there for support and encouragement.

Ciao

Thursday, November 21, 2013

Week that's gone . . .

Well it's been a great one.

It was Mr T's birthday on Saturday.  

Since it was such a glorious day we decided to go to the Mount for lunch.  It was nice to get out just the two of us for a change.  It's been a long time and I've missed our childfree weekends.

The Mount was lovely and busy.  I spent all Christmas holidays at the Mount right up till I was about 15.  It's a fabulous place in the summertime.  But it's certainly changed a lot - there was definitely no high rise buildings - it was just the kiwi baches.  Gosh so many memories.  My first boyfriend, my first real KISS.  I can remember not breathing, then I twigged you breathe through your nose twit.  It was the perfect place to be a teenager.


 Mr T wanted steak so we found a nice restaurant and bar and we had celebratory birthday toast. 




 Afterwards we went and had a walk along the beach.




 Then Mr T decided he wanted to go and have a soak in the hot saltwater pools.  We had to get a private one as we hadn't come prepared. 






 After we got out of the pool we got a call from Kelly saying that Josh had been out hunting with Dave and grabbed some stinging nettle and was pretty sore.  So that ended our trip and we may our way home.  

But it was a good break for us and for the very first time ever - all 6 kids phoned to wish him a happy birthday.  He was so chuffed. Normally at least one has the pip and know how ignoring a birthday can hurt.  Hopefully its a good sign for the future.

Did the housework, some gardening and mowed the lawns on Sunday while Mr T went to work.

Monday was another gorgeous day and we went back to the Mount this time to catch up with the lovely Nannette and Brad.  We headed over to Tauranga and sat and had a chat at Starbucks, then we headed over to Welcome Bay where we caught up with the lovely Jules.


We spent a couple of hours chatting away quite merrily.  Funny how bloggers can meet for the first time and chat away so easily.

Poor Brad was a little bit "off colour".  Still trying to find his sea legs.  Poor Nannette has had to consume her daily drinks package but also his as well.  The things we do for love.  Oh well.





We dropped Brad and Nannette back at the dock and headed off home. 

It was a great week and it was great meeting the girls.

But that photo was a wake up call for me.  

I'd already decided last week to get back on track but now I'm quite driven.  

I started blogging to help me lose weight and get support from those who were doing the same.  This will be the main focus of this blog again.  I'm going to do it.

 See you soon.

Ciao.

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Three steps forward, one step back . . .

Well things are still  pretty busy.  Mr T has work booked up for the new year which is great.  January is always the toughest.

 

After getting all ducks lined up to have a catch up in Auckland this week, we hit a hole in the road on Friday.  Mr T & J were doing a delivery out of town, going up a steep hill, went to change gears and . . .  nothing.   So there they were - stranded.  He rolled the truck back off the road and phoned me.  The service between here and Paengaroa is not great.  He kept cutting out.  I got the gist of what happened and tow truck and then he cut out.  So of course I panicked, which I do really well, had only half the information but I called the tow truck and sent them out.  Mr T then managed to climb to the top of the hill and he was able to phone me back where I learnt that I’d sent the truck in the wrong direction.  OMG.  Lucky he phoned back.  Anyway managed to get it sorted and put them in the right direction.  A couple of hours later he was back and everything was good.  Unfortunately the truck’s gear box is stuffed.  It’s going to be a week or two before its back on the road which means I won’t have my vehicle.  He’s also lost two days so he has to make them up which means we can’t get away on Thursday.  Hopefully I might be able to catch up with Nannette in Tauranga instead.

I’m starting to keep a food journal for myself as I got on the scales and got a fright when I saw them inching back upwards.  I’m very inspired with Michelle over at primal journey.  She’s also got a facebook page and is doing videos on you tube.  

I didn't get to do much grocery shopping at the weekend so supplies are dwindling.   So I had a piece of honey glazed chicken left over from last nights dinner, two eggs (which I nuked in the microwave) four cherry tomatoes and two strawberries.  It did the trick.  






I'm so over teenagers at the moment.  I swear I'm going to throttle him real soon.  Another reason I was really looking forward to a break away.  It's the backchat, the dirty room, the ATTITUDE, the laziness, going to his dad when he can't get what he wants from me etc, etc, and not to mention the pity party for myself that I still have at least another three years of this ....

Now I know why I like a vino.  It helps keep me sane.

Ciao for now.

Tuesday, November 5, 2013

Busy times . . .


I stick my head up and what do you know . . .  it's November.

I had a great few days off, achieved quite a bit both at the workshop and also at home.  Best of all I actually got time to spend a bit of time on me.

I came back to work to a disaster.  Damn politics. Someone didn't get re-elected and spat the dummy big time. 

We're pretty busy at the workshop at the moment.  Poor Mr T has been working seven days a week for the past four weeks.  Just got to do it as you don't know when its going to stop.  So many businesses are going under.  In the last three weeks we've heard of three aluminium businesses that are closing.  Hopefully that will be good for us.  Still not easy out there at the moment tho.

Anyway we did get to spend some time with the grandies over Labour weekend.

Little Miss Kayla is going to be turning 3 at the end of the month.  She's such a little cutie.








This kid is just trouble.  Some of his latest photo poses. 




Little Miss Sophia
















Nannette arrives next Thursday. We were hoping to go and pick her up and have a catch up.  The way things are at the moment we can't be positive we can make it.  Everyday something pops up.  I have got Josh sorted though if we can.  Older kids come in handy.  Mr T told me tonight we've got to try and make it.  We've got to do more things and grab the moments.  The past two years have taken a bit of a toll and our lives just seem to be work and stress.  So fingers crossed we can make it still and also maybe get to catch up with some more bloggers.

Talking about Josh.  His mother wanted a meeting with us on Sunday.  Josh didn't want anything to do with her.  So she told us she's not paying his school diocesan fees anymore.  Great - she just gives up all responsibility and leaves it all to us.  Nice mother just being able to walk away like that.

Oh well that's about it for now.  Hopefully it won't be December before I post again.

Ciao


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