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Losing Something Can Be A Good Thing

I realised today I’ve been neglecting the blog this last week. I last posted Tuesday when I was starting to get into a rhythm of posting at least every other day. It’s not that I forgot or anything, I’ve just been so busy this last week.

This week weigh-in on Wednesday evening was the first weigh-in with a full week back on plan 100%. After gaining that 7.5lbs over the Christmas break I was determined to get most of, if not all of, it off again. Starting as if starting the Slimming World plan in Week 1 I kept track of Syns and Healthy Extras like a hawk.

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Eating Healthy Isn’t Dull And Boring

It’s January and as expected Social media is full of those “New Year New Me” types who are all of a sudden on a diet in a bid to lose a few lbs. Give it another 4 or so weeks and most of them will have disappeared into the ether.

Our Slimming World Group had a good number of people join last week. It’s not only the New Year rush, as there is also an offer on joining at the moment. But either way, we have fresh blood in the group. I like it when new people join as when people share what sort of things they’ve enjoyed eating, our consultant makes them elaborate on what ingredients are used to the new people can understand better how Slimming World works. This works in my favour too as sometimes a seasoned member can pick up some new tricks etc.

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The Currency of BMI

Body Mass Index (or BMI) is something used to calculate if a person is of a healthy weight.  I hate it, it’s not an accurate measure of fat percentage and does not take into account one’s build.  But the GP uses it to steer to fobbing me off with “if you lose weight it will be better” or “it’s likely because of your weight”.

BMI Ranges for the UK

Here in the UK, they say to be of healthy weight an adult’s BMI score should be between 18.5 – 24.9.  Using the graph below, you’ll be able to see what sort of weight you need to be for a given height to be in that range.  Obviously the taller you are, the heavier you can be but still have the same BMI score.  The ranges used by the NHS are as follows;

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Fail To Prepare, Prepare To Fail

It’s an old saying, one that is often correct so many times during ones life, but it’s not like I didn’t prepare this time.  The preparation was there, it just wasn’t followed through.

So this weekend we’ve been at the in-laws.  Yesterday my wife went on a spa day with her mum and sister, that left me and the father-in-law with three kids, 2 of my own and my neice.  My eldest is 4 years old, my youngest 9 months old and my niece is 1 year old.  I wasn’t looking forward to this day.  I know my two kids routine and what they want when they want, but I don’t know my niece quite as well as that (the sister-in-law lives a good 250 miles away).  I was expecting a really stressful day.

The preparation for this day started Friday.  When the wife picked The eldest up from school, she had to pop to Asda to get her some new tights (kids grown so damn fast), at the same time she popped next door to Iceland to grab a couple of frozen Slimming World meals for me to take for the weekend.  Preparation is a BIG part of Slimming World working for most people.

The Saturday started off great, the wife had cooked breakfast to fill us for the morning.  So many times we’ve rushed the morning skipped breakfast and it’s then gone down hill grabbing a coffee and muffin from Costa in the wah… Well not today!
We packed the car up, got the kids in and started to drive to the spa where I was dropping off the wife for the day.  About 75% of the way there I asked the wife of she’d put my Slimming World meals in the boot… She took one slow look at me, realised we’d completely forgot and slowly said “crap”.  Yep, that’s where the original preparation wasn’t followed through.  All is not lost here though.

I dropped the wife off and made my way to the in-laws.  Met the father-in-law and got the kids settled.  It was getting to lunch time and the original plan was to get the kids a chippy lunch.  But we scrapped this and they had a jacket potato with beans and sausage.  The father-in-law and I had a lovely ham salad.  Ham, Egg, Carrot, Lettuce, Cucumber, Tomato, Onion and a Jacket Potato.  It was beautiful and best of all, it was on loan with plenty of speed food. WIN!

The day went quite quick, we took the kids to the park for a couple of hours, they had a picnic tea (sandwiches, crisps and mini savoury balls), had a bath and got them to calm down for bed.  My two kids love their bed and are often like clockwork.  The youngest goes down at 7, with the eldest 15-30 minutes later, no questions asked.  My neice, however, does not always play ball when not sleeping at home.  Maybe she’s not keen on the fact she’s not in her own bed, maybe we were too soft with her because we weren’t sure of her bedtime routine and we didn’t want to wake the two that had already gone down.  Anyway, come 20:15 she was still wide awake.

At this point I really couldn’t be bothered to make anything for tea (should have thought about this earlier).  Without even thinking I whipped the phone out and ordered a pizza.  Half an hour later the pizza came, my niece still wide awake.  Then 15 minutes later the ladies returned from their spa day – and the first thing that went through my my mind was “caught red handed”.  The wife tried to talk me out the pizza, but it was 21:00 and I really couldn’t be bothered to wait for something to be cooked now.  The pizza tasted great, we both finished it off and I was stuffed, but now I really regret and feel really bad about it.  I went into the day determined to stick to plan, but didn’t quite make it.  Had I brought those damn Slimming World meals I would have been fine.

Today is a new day though and the cycle starts again, another chance to stick to plan, a day to redeem myself from the loss of will power yesterday.  A day to prove to myself I can do this, because I can do this and I will do this.  My mini target for this week is to loose 3lbs and that lapse in will power last night is not going to stop me.

What Goes Up Must Come Down

My Slimming World journey lately has been very much like the bike rides I do.  I normally start and finish a ride at the same point, so what goes up must come down.  This is what I tell myself when I’m struggling up a hill (a hill most people wouldn’t even huff and puff at), it often gets me to the top knowing that at some point I will be going down again and can have a break, I mean recover.

I was on a roll a few weeks ago with my weight, I’d lost 12.5 lbs in the space of 4 weeks, that just over 3 lbs a week… I was feeling good.  Then the dredded manflu set in and this is what kills me more now than the actual weight gain during this period.  In the last two weeks I’ve gained 7.5 lbs, a whopping 3.75 lbs each week on average.  It kills me that it is so much easier to gain weight than it is to loose it.

The bike (or rather my dads bike) hasn’t seen any action in 3 weeks now.  That coupled with two weeks of really bad decisions food wise has left me in a state.  At the start of last week I felt really low, low enough that I started not to care about what gain I may see on Wednesday weigh night.  But then Wednesday weigh night came and long behold I found 5 lbs of that 7.5 lbs I have gained.  This hit me in the face as hard as one of those freak flies that catch you when hurtling down a road at 20mph on the bike (not that I often reach that speed).

So now the up is here, I’m not feeling all that confident for this weeks weigh-in either as I’ve not been on plan, though some meals have been.  I keep telling myself it’s time to be an adult and make the right choices when it comes to eating, my head is in the game, but unfortunately my stomach keeps winning.

But I’m not well over the spurt of manflu I had for a couple of weeks and I now have some time to get out on the bike again.  I was on call with work last week whihc restricts me a little, but no excuses this week.  Come rain or shine I will be pedalling away.  They say at Slimming World you don’t have to exercise when you stick to plan, that’s all well and fine, but getting out on the bike is the only time I get to myself, the only time I get to clear my head of all that goings off.  Being on my bike is more than just exercise, it’s where I can turn off from thinking about work for a bit, turn off from thinking about home for a bit, for that time is just me, the bike and the road (not forgetting all those impatient drivers of vehicles with engines).

Hopefully I am now at the crest of the hill with this weight gain and come Wednesday next week I will be well and truely on the way hown snaking around that bag of crisps there or that sausage roll over there.  It won’t quite be like cycling up the alps and back down again, but as long as I’m going down I will be happier.  I will believe inmyself that little more and I will not get myself stuck in a rut.  Afterall, the lighter I am, the easier it will be to get up those hills on the bike.