Random Events Recorded...

Yikes. What a week!!!!

1) What possessed me to take up a weight loss course based on hypnotherapy???

At work P. was in a previous life/pre-castle a hynoptherapist. He is now the one training a bunch of us tubby wardens who graze on the various snacks provided at work and pile on the pounds. In fact during one part of my Personal Development Review and being asked what was the best aspect of one of the items I did, all I could remember was the great food!! hmmmm.... but to be fair they had free mini Oreo biscuits!! They were immense :)

Anyhow so P is teaching us on the subconscious to not crave food. It has seemed to be working because I am not doing anything untoward i.e. eating snacks. However, whilst under the "trance" part lying on the floor surrounded by my colleagues, I gave an almighty snore, inhaled the blanket covering my mouth and choked cauisng a bit of commotion at my end of the room. Was the tranquility of the room interrupted? Pfft. Needless to say, most people were giving me a disapproving raised eyebrow afterwards.

Why can't I be graceful eh? Sometimes there just is not one bone of feminine grace and charm in me.

2) TEXAN MAN IN PUB

I went to meet up with my friend Em today and catch up. She has a lush new older boyfriend and her job at Ann Summers is going well- seriously this is like the ideal job for her- candid answers for every question! Anywho we were approached by a random Texan bloke working in Slough. I asked- couldn't he find a nice place in England to live? Apparently not. Anyhooo he was a little odd, kept saying fuck and trying to make me like 80s American music. It is not going to happen. It wasn't a particularly outstanding time for music to be honest and he was not making a very convincing argument. Anyhoo with some beautiful acting skills on my part and Em covering up her bemused face on picking up on my escape plan dove out of the pub ASAP. He gave me the creeps. Bless though, I think he was just lonely.

3) Walking Home in Pouring Rain

Yes, well. That just about sums it up really. Following this event in pub we walked around Tesco's for a bit as the shops were shutting in the high street. In order to work off the large glass of wine I had supped in the pub I decided it would be a marvellous idea to walk home. It was only drizzling when I set out. HA!
Half an hour later I turned up at my doorstep, my woollen blazer (oh yes!) was drenched through, the coat was shrinking a little bit but mostly smelling of a wet dog, my cowboy boots it seems are not water proof but were more comfortable than I had previously given them credit for, and my once-afro-tastic-curly hair was now plastered to my head. Hmmmm. Enough said on that I think. Oh no, I forgot. I put on non-waterproof mascara this morning. I came home looking like (and also smelling like) a corpse which had just been pulled out of the river.


In short, bit of an odd week the last few days!! Made for some interesting blogging- well more interesting than usual!!

"Weight Loss" Scheme Update

I am not giving anything up for Lent because I think calorie counting is cutting out pretty much any fun I am having. LOLz

Well... has it worked?

*insert marching feet upstairs, insert the groan of the scales, insert marching back downstairs*

Sigh. Nothing. I haven't lost a bean. However, in the spirit of maintaining this positive personal outlook, I haven't put any on either. Woo hoo?

However, I am finding it increasingly hard to convince the parents that "No, roast dinners are not healthy... yes, there is a considerable amount of vegetables, but you have put butter into the carrot and swede, and the cabbage; the roast potatoes have been cooked in fat and sprinkled in a lifetime's supply of rock salt and the yorkie pudding is a heart attack in a cute round form "of eat me fatty eat me."" Then my dad said he would cook pasta salad for Monday night- YAY! I thought- FINALLY. Come home- he has put full fat mayo into it. *Sighs* Sometimes I think I live with the devil. So perhaps I should really marvel at not putting on any weight this week. Although fish fingers and chips tongiht- It is Ash Wednesday and my mam still insists on not eating meat. Meh. I don't mind, but battered fish and chips was not quite what I had in mind.

I would like to point out that I could refuse to eat this, but I am instilled with the sense of guilt and shame of not finishing my food- mainly from my Grandma who used to say I had to finish up to be a good girl, but she lived through the war years and it was like ungrateful if I didn't eat it all. That shame still lives with me and I have got to get over it.

In the hynotherapy class yesterday we had to think of one trigger that makes us eat so much- mine was either depression or guilt. Then come up with a positive image to combat that- "SWISH" movement it is called. It is the linking of the two that will make you get over that. I am still practising but fingers crossed.

So anyway, the positivity is ebbing and I need to keep being upbeat. I did my morning stretches and ab crunches.... no going to head up to do some weights and then bath and then historical reading. Victoria and Albert and their influence on the artistic culture for the masses. Interesting? Yes. Do I know anything about it yet? Nope. Better get cracking!! lolz

Have a good day!!

Weight Loss Scheme #932 Ready to Commence

Right, I have said this many times before but I have actually stepped up my plans for weight loss. It was my New Year's resolution to hit a reasonable weight by the time I go to Spain at the end of July and I have yet another target to hit by December (and before the Xmas explosion of eat-everything-you-can-lay-your-hands-on!!)

So I have joined a hypnotherapy weight loss course at work- a tenner for a four week course is dirt cheap. it is going to help visualise yourself slimmer, make you think positive and bolster your self will- of which mine is very weak- place a lump of cheese in front of me and I crumble!! My brother is my weight loss buddy, so together we are taking on the chain-smoking mother and father who thinks we will starve is the plate isn't mounted. Needless to say they are not that worried about their health in that way. My mam is slim and small, my dad considerably less so and they are happy in their bodies so yay for them. However for me and my brother- not so much. It is about choices. I am choosing to be slimmer and the ability to pinch less fat would be lovely!! haha!! All that "pinch an inch" malarkey!! Grrrrr.... my rowing friend does that... if it is a centimetre she will be lucky- I need two hands for mine man!! lol!!!

It has gotta be hard for RJ as he used to be so uber slim, ate like a horse and had the energy of a rocket launcher all the time. He had a bad kidney disease for a time and had to have these steroids which made his lithe form bulk up to a not so lithe form. Then he lost it all working in construction. Then he piled it all on again after he was made redundant and didn't have a job for 11 months. Me? Well, I have always been a bit of a porker. Played the boys in dancing shows, I was the building block of any pyramids etc. I have just had enough of being chubby. So why wallow when you can do somehting po-active?

I am not being hardcore about it, just calorie counting and I am exercising everyday during the week for half an hour whilst watching the tellybox and having a couple of hours practice a week on my ballet technique that has soooo gone to pot over my university years!!

I have even signed up to a calorie counting website and made a profile where I log in my pitiful exercise and also everything I eat. And when I weigh myself every week I can log any losses.

I will reckon I will let you know how I get on from time to time.

I am feeling very positive about this :)

Now I am going to get showered and changed before mam heads back for her work lunch break and I am still in my PJ's lol!!