Another great week in the gym and another personal best on a torture machine, only this time it was the Lat Pull-down.
Steve, my trainer may have mentioned if I want to feel good in a backless dress (without betty-back-fat having her very own cleavage), I need to make this machine my very best friend (OK, OK they may be my own words but that’s what I heard) and it worked, we are now BFFs.
So I have the gym down and loving it, thanks to Steve never letting up but as Nick (Mitchell) said, it’s what you do with the other 23 hours of your day that makes the difference.
With the festive season here, 23 hours out in the wild can lead to quite a lot mischief for me.
The Christmas markets are now in full flow, mulled wine warming the shoppers and the smell of Bratverst in the air. Yes, it’s that time of year again and unfortunately, it’s not just the goose that gets fat.
How do you stop binge eating?
So how to combat the urge to indulge? I asked myself. I’ve got to keep busy, so over the last few weeks I have been on a quest to find a new hobby or two.
So I did just that. It’s been a while since I last sat on a yoga mat but I thought I’ll be fine. A bit of stretching and breathing, easy, maybe? Maybe not!
After wrapping my arm around my head and back 17 times and sitting on a chair that wasn’t there, I was instructed to just rest there, in this position and relax, breathe in and breathe out, let your body find its natural relaxed position…mine?
It’s half a mile away with my legs on a nice comfy sofa.
But no I shall persevere and do my downward dog until I’m a vegan who brings peace to the world through stretching.
However, one piece of advice…as a novice, I would not recommend trying the crab. Especially if you are an out of shape, top heavy novice.
You’ll hurt your back, have two black eyes and end up unable to move.
Maybe you need 2 weeks at this to master Yoga?
OK next…rock climbing.
This is something I have wanted to do for years.
I can see me and the boyfriend off for long weekends, climbing up rocks and lunching at the summit with a glorious view…bliss.
What I didn’t see coming was the instructor looking at me, looking at my boyfriend and then carefully asked if he would like a sandbag to weigh him down?
In case what? I fell off the wall and shot him into the sky?
“Go on sweetheart, I dare you, say yes to the sandbag and you’ll be single in heartbeat my darling”.
Luckily he knew the correct answer! (He’s still alive)
I did, however, stick this out for the 4-week course and have now mastered the art of knot tying and learnt the basics of climbing so I plan on doing a lot more of this in the new year.
Who knows maybe by summer I’ll be a cliff-hanger – I do hope Mr Stallone is there.
But for the next few weeks, the winner for keeping me out of the markets are…drum roll, please…boxsets, blockbusters and blankets.
Sometimes chilling out wins the race.
“I never knew until I started this just how much sleep affects your weight loss as well as strength and moods.”
I hit a plateau a few months ago and my trainer had me email him every day on a scale of 1-10 my stress levels, water intake, hours of sleep and morning weight and I quickly started to see for myself the difference it makes to all areas when I was getting a good 8 hours of sleep.
So plan – beast the gym in the morning, walk everywhere I can, take the stairs, and pray to god the evil elf on my shoulder doesn’t win.
Staying the Festive Course
Do you know what? I have never wished for the festive season to be over before it’s begun but the safety of ‘Dry January’ means my will power will be at its highest and I know I won’t stop until I hit my goal this time.
In the next 3 weeks, I have 4 Christmas parties, Christmas day, 5 days in Paris (including a cooking course and wine tasting), then New Years Eve to get through (I am aware this is nothing to complain about in the normal world, but I am sat here dreading it)!
If I’m completely honest I don’t know how I feel about this. I beat myself up saying if I want this badly then I won’t break and for once in my life I’ll be disciplined and see it through but then I also think I want to enjoy life whilst it’s happening, so make better choices for 3 weeks and be a robot in January.
I’ve just realised I started this weeks blog writing “another great week” and somehow ending it with doubt, annoyance and basically pissed off at all things Christmas! But this is it…dieting is hard!
Especially to someone who has spent many years with bad habits. I’m still learning, still changing my ways and still changing my mind.
I find it difficult to be anything other than all or nothing but sometimes a happy balance is needed…isn’t it? Or is that what weak people say?
Luckily as I write this I’m 8 hours away from a gym session, so Steve will put me straight in the morning and I’ll be back waxing lyrical about the benefits of behaving but right now, this evening, the benefits can suck it.
I want a large Malbec, a lively bar playing Mariah’s ‘All I want for Christmas’ and to corrupt my gym squad ladies into joining me.
Don’t worry, I’m not…I have my pj’s on, drinking a Jasmin tea (rock and roll) and about to head to Bedfordshire.
So, for now, the angel elf on my shoulder is the winner!