A rather poetical moment from South Park.
Today is the day the wonderful Susan Lanigan has her book launch for White Feathers!
You can get it at all good bookshops and and also online.
I am lucky enough to attend the book launch this evening, with a very handsome two year old. Maybe I might see you!
A.k.a I have the willpower of a squashed gnat.
It has been a long and winding road, my readers. We’ve had highs. We’ve had lows. We have had questionable formatting and poor planning of texts. We’ve had continuous denial and repeated suggestions. One thing we haven’t had is weight loss. Nor, for that matter, have we had much improvement in character, which was the stated plan of all this in the first place.
So did I learn anything, from all this? A plan is nothing without an effort. An effort is nothing without repetition. And for each effort to be worth something, it has to be with the eye on the prize. Delayed gratification… always a problem.
So this particular trek is at an end. Here comes the new start of term and all that it brings. Will post away on all of that, and no doubt there might be some odds and ends along the way. Talk to you soon.
So I am supposed to be doing away with this doing away with sugar, from now on. I find that I didn’t do away with sugar, and I don’t think I will stop removing it from my life either. I aim to have it removed Monday to Friday, and at the same time enjoy it at the weekends.
I will have my cake, and eat it, so I will. Heh.
So the days are settling into a new rhythm: no carbs or sugar Monday to Friday, and eat what I want Saturday and Sunday.
I begin to think I could live like that. It is a happy compromise, neither too much nor too little.
The Goldilocks Diet. Huh. Bet someone has already thought of that.
Can’t think of anything to say, as my shoulders hurt and my stomach is empty.
So here is a picture of a baby gorilla.
Talk to you tomorrow.
So now that I am back on the diet, what do I look like now?
So, I am back swimming. If I thought it wasn’t much of a work out, my few weeks away have proven me wrong.
I hurt all over.
This is nonsense, especially if you saw the small slow crawl I achieved today.
And in an effort to keep reaching for that rainbow, yesterday I had no sugar, and hopefully today will see me back on track again. The scales are very cruel at the moment. The worst thing is to hope that it would get better. I need to do the right thing!
So, did you miss me? I had my holidays there. Two weeks of not coming into work, so I di. And did I behave myself with the sugar?
It is fair to say, I did not.
See, this is why I can’t have nice things. (Well done to the staff at Eddie Rockets who had to cope with a grown woman squealing.)
So, I am approaching the end of this delightful saga. I’ve found that I have not only failed to lose weight, but put it on quite a bit. This is something I can fight back but only a little. I think that if I am going to do this it will have to be by small steps, day by day, of just taking it easy and not forcing any insane or mad diets…. Would you look at that ice cream I had? God does that ever look good. Don’t you think? What was I saying?
Gentle steps, good behaviour Monday to Friday, and allow things now and again.