Well – today I’ve had a gain on the scales, and a fairly significant one compared to where I was last week.
I knew it was coming – and not because I’ve been particularly naughty (although there was an episode a few days ago with some weetabix and bananas that’s better forgotten) but because despite what the scales said midweek I’ve felt bloated around my middle and that usually means bad news.
A couple of days ago things were absolutely fine.
Today things weren’t.
The scales at Slimming World reflected (as usual) what the scales of ultimate accuracy at home reported.
So – since I think that it’s unlikely that in a couple of days I’ve piled on around 3-4 pounds of fat. It’s much more likely to be something else – and consequently I’m not too bent out of shape about it.
My target weight is set at 14st 7lbs and I’m still within my boundaries.
A gain now means something a little different to what it used to, and I’m finding that because of that my approach to these numbers is quite positive.
The GREAT thing about having done this for a couple of years is that I know exactly how to handle this – and I know what to do both emotionally and physically.
Firstly – don’t worry about it. S&&t happens.
Secondly – I think I need more water. If I re-examine the week I’ve not been drinking that much – and this is usually a prime culprit for what’s just occurred.
Thirdly – I have a week to correct this – which is easily do-able.
In the meantime life just carries on in the same way that it does for other people who’ve never had weight problems.
As I sit typing (whilst drinking cheap coffee in Weatherspoons) I’m surrounded by people who are all ingesting massive amounts of calories – mostly in liquid and chip form – and I’m struck by the fact that all of them seem quite thin.
I suspect that many of these people (just like I am these days) are natural self modifiers rather than people who just endlessly fill their appetites until they can’t eat any more – and that’s the plus point in all this.
It doesn’t matter.
It really doesn’t. Not because it’s ok to gain weight – but because it’s totally normal.
All I have to do is give my body a bit less food and a bit more more water for a while, do a bit of exercise and then I’m back on target.
It’s as simple as that!
I’m now a pendulum and no longer needing to perpetually plummet downwards. This is the new normal.
So – on to other things.
Over the next week I really need to catch up on some basic household tasks.
Since I started working I’ve had a growing reluctance to ‘waste’ any free time I have fiddling with things around the house – and instead I’ve let a few things slide.
My dining room is always the first casualty in this scenario – and at the moment that’s definitely the case.
The huge heavy bin liner above is one of many and there are still plenty of things to bag up.
Tomorrow (or on Monday) I pledge to get this problems SOLVED.
I’ve been putting off and putting off taking things to charity shops and it’s now becoming quite a problem. Once again I can’t see my dining room table for clothes that need ironing.
Before I can completely clear it though I need to be brutal and commit to myself that no matter how nice the clothes that are too big are that I’m never going to wear them again.
This is something I’ve mentioned before in previous posts but honestly it’s not something that I’ve found easy to overcome.
I’ve spent so long living in such a small amount of clothes that all of a sudden I’ve become quite obsessed with holding onto pretty things to wear.
I’ve also yo-yo’d a lot in the past and I have to get it into my head that I’m no longer going to do that.
In parallel to working through this long established mindset (there’s 30 odd years of negative behaviour and associated habits to unpick and overcome) I’m slowly recognising hints of a hoarding mentality – and frankly it needs to stop.
I saw what the end result of an untreated fear of loss did to my mother – and frankly every time I see an echo of her in me I have to act.
I have no desire for anyone to spend several weeks dumping the contents of my house into a skip when I’m gone.
It all has to go internet and I need to make it happen now.
Anyway – it’s time to eat so I better get on with the task at hand!