Is Comfort Food Worth It?

Well, I went back to my Weight Watchers meeting for the first time since November.  Apparently I weight exactly the same as I did then.  Which is good really as I haven’t been paying much attention to my food (regardless of my intentions) and haven’t done an awful lot of exercise.  And for hours after I got home I was all enthusiastic.

Then we had some more bad news about the building work being done to our house.  Or more precisely the work that is no longer being done to our house.  And I got a bit stressed.  No, no, that’s not it.  I got very, very stressed.  Stressed enough to sit in a darkened room and drink a very big glass of brandy.  Or that’s what I imagined I would do.  Having small children has removed a huge element of choice from my life.  And I think we can see that that is a good, good thing.  So I drank a lot of coffee and most of the chocolate from the second last Christmas selection box.

Anyway, ha to Weight Watchers.  I still fail on the comfort food notion.  I’m sorry, I know that a big bar of Fruit and Nut is not going to put a roof on my house but it does make me feel better.  Yes, it only makes me feel better for a while.  Why would I not want to feel better for a short time instead of no time at all.  I suppose because I will feel worse next weigh in day? Honestly?  I think the pay off was worth it this time.

And running.  I’ve been doing a bit of that.  Isn’t it chilly.  Oh dear god but it’s cold.  When I get in from the run my entire body is red and blotchy.  Very attractive.  Once again I am reminded that some of my favourite things are hot water bottles, central heating and fleece blankets.

I have decided to train for the half marathon at the beginning of March.  I have a plan that might just work.  It is very, very cunning.  It also has no margin for error.  Good thing we aren’t expected much bad weather. Ha! Still, no reason not to give it a go.  If it goes well then hurrah.  If it doesn’t then boo.  Life goes on.


Wednesday Weigh In – The Wrong Direction

Hmmmm, so official Weight Watchers weigh in day today.  I am worryingly relieved to find that, although my weight has gone in the wrong direction, I have only put on half a pound.  Not good but not what I feel I deserved for a week of eating all sorts of random food.

Remember that breakfast habit.  So do I.  I fondly remember it.  Turns out that all I need is a week or two of being ill and prioritising bed over breakfast for me to lose that habit again. It isn’t helped by the warm (if wet) weather which doesn’t really suit porridge.  I think that I will start this habit again and have an ad hoc muesli of oats, nuts/seeds and chopped fresh fruit with skimmed milk.  That shouldn’t take longer to make than the porridge did.

And I need to start exercising again soon.  I did some bodyweight exercises on Sunday and had to spend the afternoon in bed (though these things are possibly not directly related).  But I’m feeling much better now.  So perhaps tomorrow I’ll go out for a nice slow run in the morning.  I miss Juneathon.

Goal for the week: Eat breakfast at breakfast time

Wednesday Weigh In

Ohhhh, a bit of a “surely not, too good to be true” weigh in today.  I do hope it isn’t like the other week when the scales were dodgy.  That said, my own scales point to a downward trend so lets stick with the good news.

The good news is I lost 4.5 pounds.  A bit of a shocker.  I’d been paying attention to what I ate and made some good choices (hurrah for Sainsbury’s Cafe putting the calories of each meal on the menu!) but I hadn’t tracked or been particularly careful.  This was my first official under 11 stone weigh in.  Whoooo!

And, apparently, I should have been given a sticker for losing 5% of my body weight a week or two ago.  So, hurrah for that as well.  Not only did I get a sticker (living with small children has shown me just how important stickers are!) but I also got a WW booklet called Fabulous at 5%.  Hmmm, I like all that sort of stuff but it was so obviously pushing more WW products that it was a bit annoying and didn’t have much to do with being fabulous at all.


Wednesday Weigh In

Ah, last week I said that we (the weighing in public) thought that the scales were wonky.  And so it turns out that they were.  Accord to the official scales I lost 1.5 pounds last week and put it back on again this week.  Ha!

What I think (and my scales at home agree with me) is that I really put on a few pounds, possibly 3 or 4, last week but the scales were broken and showed a loss.  This week I think (and again my scales agree with me) I have lost enough weight to recover from the week of excess.  So my plan is to ignore the weight watchers measurements for last week and pretend it never happened.

I am a bit annoyed about it.  Mostly at myself because I knew fine and well I had put on weight so I should have asked them to reset their scales.  Knowing all things technical they way I do I’m sure all they would have had to do was turn them off and on again (cue The IT Crowd) and that would have sorted them out.

Anyway, official weight in says I put on 1.5 pounds.  I plan to ignore that and carry on as before.

Home Alone

Due to a terrible workload, and not at all due to watching the footie in the pub and going for a curry, Mr Less isn’t expected home this evening until near midnight.  Normally this would be my cue for a couple of posh bottled beers and an enormous Chinese takeaway that should feed two but would all be for me.

Tonight I indulged myself by putting Stilton in my omelette and am going to go wild and have one of those Cadbury’s Highlights Hot Chocolates.  I really like the Highlights instant hot chocolates.  We bought the ordinary Cadbury’s instant hot chocolate once and it really wasn’t so nice.  It seemed to leave a coating in my mouth that the low cal stuff doesn’t.  Of course, both are helped by adding a big shot of Amaretto but we try not to think of that now.

My eating was getting out of hand today.  I’m not sure what exactly went wrong but there is a list of suspects:

  • No breakfast until after the school run, four hours after I woke up
  • Ate lunch early and didn’t eat enough.  I was fooled once again by the magical shrinking greens.  I had a bit of last nights dinner left over and I thought to stretch it out by adding a big heap of rocket.  Of course, when I warmed it all up the enormous heap of greens shrunk down to a spoonful and my big lunch shrunk with it.
  • Had a box of Weight Watchers sweets.  Tasty, low in points, all good.  But then I had the taste of sugar and just wanted more and more snacky food.

And those are my excuses for the slice of fried bread.

Point First, Eat Later

Wow, that pizza last night was delicious.  And today, tracking the points, I see that it was made out of nothing but points.  Lots and lots and lots of points.  It has blown through my daily points, through the weekly points and started making a dent in my activity points.  I’ve never used activity points before!  Thank god for Juneathon – at least I have activity points to use.

Today’s lesson is “Point then Eat”.  I would still have eaten pizza last night but I would have eaten half the amount and had a big salad to go with it.

Let us not think to hard about the wine.

Thank goodness half term is nearly over and things can get back to normal.  We’ve had fun but I think we miss having routine.  I certainly do.

Triumph and Qualms: Juneathon – Day 6

Ah, such a strange day it turned out to be.

My home scales reaffirmed what I already knew – that eating nonstop for a week had caused me to put on a few pounds.  No surprise there at all.

Then, not despondent but not exactly up beat either, I went for my Wednesday 5k.  I have been trying to work on my speed because, dear god, I could not get any slower.  Yesterday I tried to run a bit faster than usual for just over a mile and it was hard, hard, hard.  But doable.  Today I thought I would set out at that pace and see how far I could get.  It turns out I could manage the whole 5km at that pace (7:25 min/km).  Hurrah!  I was deliriously happy.  That’s the fastest 5km I’ve ever run.

And so I went to the Wednesday weigh in with a happy heart.  Oh yes, the scales wouldn’t have good news for me but what the hell.  I can run 5km in under 40 minutes!  But the scales turned up a two pound loss!  How can that be?  Seriously now, that makes no sense at all.  Unless the secret to weight loss is huge slabs of malteser cake?  Seems unlikely.  A couple of the other people at the meeting had similar unexpected losses.  We wondered if the scales were wacky and next week it will come back to bite us when we all weigh heavier than we expected.

Still, don’t look a gift horse in the mouth.  I shall take this as a welcome reprieve and grin like a loon because of the 5k time.

  • Distance: 5.11 km
  • Time: 37:55
  • Avg Pace: 7:25 min/km
  • Total Number of Streets: 643
  • Streets Completed: 37
  • Streets Left: 606
  • Percentage Completed: 5.75