Healthy eating,not the dreaded D word. Oh yes, it's that time of year again, jeans too tight and a definite muffin top emerging.
When I was over in france in October I bought the most amazing pair of pink cord Levis from a vintage clothing stall. Okay they were tight, but hey I was in them and they rocked! It wasn't until I was back there at new Year and Ann mentioned the jeans, hmmmm the jeans I thought. Well yesterday I dug out the jeans and I had a sneaking suspicion that Levis and me would not be in complete harmony. Yep, that zip was not for budging. Okay lets be honest here, I couldn't even get the top button done up so the zip didn't even come into the equation! Something MUST be done, and now!!!
So that's it, I am back to my 'Downer Diet' – slow down the eating and cut down the food. 'Simples' as that furry fiend who compares meerkats would say.
It was 2 years ago at this time that I first started losing weight. and over this time I have lost a lot (4 stone), however this Christmas/winter I have munched my way through too much chocolate, way, way too many crisps, and dare I say my biggest failing French bread. With snow on the ground for 3 weeks the running was a no no as well.
Enough! I am back to the running and back on my Downer Diet. The fridge/freezer has been mucked out, as has both the pantry and kitchen cupboards (deary me, some seriously out of date items lurking in there, salmonella lurking in every corner!). They have been cleared of all offensive goodies and tempting treats. No more crisps and biscuits, no more yummy bread.
I'm still allowed the odd treat, two squares of my beloved Lindt Chili chocolate and of course my cappuccinos at the cafe, but I am limiting myself now to three per week (Pete could go out of business!). Wine only at the weekend. This is how I did it before, just a rethink really and a bit more effort in the kitchen. I do miss my bread tho, that can be another little treat at the weekend!
I've laid out those pink jeans on the chair in my room. I shall try them on every week. They are my goal, my aim. I long to wear them with pride and not look like a mini pink elephant or a pumped up prawn. I am focused, I am a woman on a mission………..
Healthy eating yes, scampering about the kitchen while watching while some micro-person in pink leotard and sparkly eyeshadow does the splits on TV and tells me to 'feel the burn' is quite another.
Off to run, and while running I will be thinking of , hmmmmmm French bread with butter, croissants, crisps, cake, cake, cake. A girl can but dream……………….