A Weeks Worth 

Happy Monday folks! Hope you’ve all had a fantastic week!?
I thought I’d just do an update post to let you avid readers know how I’ve been doing for my first week.

Tuesday: Did 20mins of boxing. Wanted to go for a run but suffering with a chesty cold and didn’t feel up to it. Ate well, no snacking. By eating well I mean that I have been eating less and choosing what I eat more wisely. I have not cut anything out as that only makes me want it more.

Wednesday: Decided to just go for a little run to see how I felt. Ended up doing 3 miles. Apart from my chest hurting…my legs were fine. My knees still ached so I’m defo not running any further that 3 miles until Feb at least. Eaten well with no snacking again.

Thursday: The run on Weds seemed to have shook my chest and cold up and my whole head was full to the brim of phlegm and gunk so no run or workout. Another good day with my eating with no snacking.

Friday: 20mins boxing. Good eating even with my family trying to give me chocolate in the evening- I managed to resist.

Saturday: This was my ‘cheat day’. I went to London for a friends party and drank – a lot. However, we walked a lot in the day and danced the night away. Looked at my step counter and up to midnight it was over 21k steps…. we stayed out dancing till 4am so surely I must’ve burnt off all the vodka?! Haha, plus my thighs are now chisled from getting down low for hours on end.


Sunday: Hanging all day. All I wanted was coke and hula hoops but managed to resist and just have a normal dinner and no snacks. Bit of walking but no excercise (vom).

Week 1 scales are telling me that I am …drumroll…..2ib down. This is much more realistic than after two days (yes I thought I’d just have a look after two days please no judgement) where they told me I’d lost 10ibs. I’m glad they’ve chilled the hell out.

Overall, a successful first week I’d say. On to the next. Have a good one all.

S.

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On A More Serious Note…

In most of my posts, I make a joke about my weight and constant struggles lowering it. This post, however, is just something a bit more serious that I would like to share with you all.

Of course, I would like to lose weight to enable me to feel good about myself. Be able to look in a mirror without utter disgust. Be able to look good in clothes that are a bit skimpier than a bin bag. The main reason I would like to lose weight, however, is to improve my health. Here are some of the observations that I have made recently with my rising BMI:

Mind:

Hardly exercising, drinking and eating constant crap is really having a detrimental effect on my mind. The main thing it is playing on is my anxiety. I have not been going with my family to see other family members because of my anxiety. Worrying about what they will think/say about my increasing weight – how disappointed they will be in me. Not only family members, but cancelling on friends too for the same reasons.

I have also noticed myself growing more and more depressed. I, honestly, have no nice things to say about myself. I can not look at myself in the mirror at all. A constant feeling of tiredness accompanies my little to no drive.

Hair:

My hair is ridiculously thin, constantly breaking and falling out quicker than North&South Korea.

Periods:

As some of you who have followed this blog from the beginning will know, I have Poly-cystic Ovaries. Before I lost weight a few years ago, I hadn’t had a period in over a year. When I lost the weight, my periods came back to being monthly and light. However, since gaining back the pounds I have noticed my monthly periods becoming less regular and even skipping months. This is not something that I would like to start happening again as it effects so much more than just my menstrual cycle.

Skin:

My skin is growing whiter by the day, massive circles around my eyes and I look generally unwell all of the time. I believe this is due to not having the right amount of vitamins through not eating properly and not exercising regularly.

General Health:

I’m not going to lie, in the past two months I have been seriously worried that I was going to have a heart attack – on more than one occasion! I have been feeling tight chest pains, unusual heart rhythms/flutters and experiencing very high blood pressure, something that I NEVER get. I have caught a bad bad cold more times in the past six months than ever before and I find it hard to breathe if I lay on my back due to my neck fat and humongous boobs crushing down on my trachea.

So there you have it folks, these are the main reasons why I am incredibly focused in losing the weight that I have accumulated and put back on over the past year or two and even more if I can. It’s not about how you look it’s all about health. I don’t want to get diabetes or risk dying young all for the sake of a few precious moments with some chicken nuggets, pizzas and chocolate etc.  I want to live life and live life full. As Renton said in Trainspotting “I choose Life”.

S.

Day 1 Of A Not-So-New Me

Happy 2017 everyone!

 Today is the day I start getting back on track with trying to get to my optimum weight. As I said in my previous post, I have not set any resolutions as I will break them within the first month. I am only going to be setting challenging but do-able monthly goals.

January Goal: This month my goal is to lose 5-7ibs and not run over 3 miles. Since running the half marathon in October, my knees haven’t been the same and I strongly believe this was due to me being too heavy to run that distance. Therefore, I want to ease my knees back into it alongside my weight loss. This is going to be a particularly hard goal to achieve this month, not only as it’s the first one but also because I have a tonne of exams, essays and presentations to do and stress makes me eat – a lot! Emotional eating is a huge problem for me so if I achieve my goal this month, I’m sure I can start to curb my emotional eating. 

So let’s start off with some hard truths, mainly being my current weight. Knowing that I have been needing to get back on the healthy eating and fitness hype, I did the ultimate thing you shouldn’t do and gorged myself silly for the past month. I had avoided the scales for the whole of December so when I went to weigh myself (just now) I was a tad angry at myself (by tad I mean incredibly)…..15 stone 8!!!! And that’s not even my real weight, everyone knows that in the morning you weigh like 3ibs less. So basically I am 15st 11! Almost back to where I was originally 3 years ago. 

Now if that isn’t motivation to kick my arse into gear, I don’t know what is! 

Plan of action for today: 20 boxing and a 1.5 mile run. Choose food wisely. Snack, if needed, on anything other than cake, chocolate, crisps, biscuits or pastry items. 

Best of luck on your endeavours if you have set out on any. I will keep you posted on mine. S

Merry Crimbo and a Quick Reflection.


Merry Christmas you beautiful lot! 

I hope each and every one of you have a wonderful day filled with lots of love, friends, family and food.

Food…. something that I need to survive but can’t manage to stop eating and seen as my last post was in Feb, I must admit I’ve piled on the pounds. Yes, I’m a cliche yo-yo dieter it seems. In October I ran my first ever half marathon. Holy crap what an experience that was. I’ve never been so happy to eat a banana! God only knows why people would want to run any further than that! Never the less, I completed it and received my medal. My mum who also ran it (yes she is nearly 50 and ran it quicker than me) has already booked her next one for April and maybe another in June and then even mentioned a marathon next October. Well mum, sod that! My knackered knees are telling me to lose some stones of fat before I run any great distance again. 

And that is pretty much all I’ve really done this year. Of course the usual walking but nothing else. No wonder I’m starting to resemble a fat toad again. 

I reckon for 2017 I will not come up with any resolutions that I break within the first week, instead I will set some goals. The first being to keep on top of this and blog more frequently (I do miss you all). The second to lose at least a stone or two by this time next year. I think that’s pretty doable? In the mean time, however, I am going to be sticking my two fingers up at 2017 and seeing the year out with a week of feasting on all things unholy and drink till I’m sick at least every single day (#yolo). 

What are you all thinking for 2017? Resolutions? Goals? Feck it? 

On that note, I shall leave you all to your Christmases (spelling?!) enjoy the rest of 2016 – I’m sure it’s been a shitter for a few of us. See you all in January, much love, Sophia. 

No Sugar Chocolate Banana PB Cake (Did I mention it’s Vegan too?)

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Hello all.

So I experimented last week and came up with this creation. Safe to say my spot on the bake off is well and truly out of the window but, despite appearances, this was delicious!

Ingredients:

150g self raising flour.
50g sweetener.
30g coco powder.
100ml vegetable oil.
Generous amount Crunchy Whole Earth Peanut Butter.
1 banana.

Method:

Mix flour, oil, sweetener, coco powder and peanut butter together until creamy.

Put in a preheated oven (180°C) for 20 minutes.

Take out the oven and leave to cool. Once cooled, apply a layer of peanut butter and add sliced banana on top.

Voila and enjoy!

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Warning! This is not a drill.

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This is what I have been up to.

Hello dear fitness world.

My how I have missed you. Has it truly been 8 months since my last post? You know what that also means? 8 months of slacking. S-L-A-C-K-I-N-G! Yes I admit it, I have been slothing around horrendously, working out every now and again, binge eating then crash dieting and not to mention drinking excessively. I knew exactly what I was doing at the time I was doing it and the repercussions of those actions (mainly being added weeks/months of grueling workouts). Yet I chose to ignore those thoughts and carried on abusing my body. I feel like I have just been experiencing my fitness ‘teenage years’ in 8 months. Rebelling against my own ‘sensible’ self.

You know where these 8 months of rebelling have got me? 1 stone heavier and back to square 2 (not quite square 1) with my running. 3 miles seems like pure hell on Earth and half of my energy that I should be using to run is wasted on expressing my emotions using only uterrly foul language. I even think I have made up some new ones in the process.

Thankfully, my brain kicked in and decided enough is enough. It told me the only way I could overcome this turbulent phase was to do something drastic; a real kick up the arse. So I did just that. I signed up for a half marathon. This may not seem much to those of you who run more marathons than have showers but to me, this was the best, most achievable yet challenging goal I could aim towards. After all, the most I have ever ran is 6miles. Signing up for the half marathon has helped me regain focus and direction. I have something I HAVE to work towards. If I am to run 13 miles, I will run the whole thing not just jogging a bit then walking the rest. Signing up for the half marathon also forces me to make healthier choices in regards to my eating habbits. There is no way that my knees would be able to endure running with my current weight for the bus let alone 13 miles.

I don’t know about how you are in regards to healthy eating and general fitness but the only way I have found that I can suceed is by ‘forcing’ myself to do/eat things that I genuinely do not want to. I have to get way out of my comfort zone and in the end I start to enjoy aspects that otherwise used to repel me. Heck, I came so far so why can’t I finally finish my weightloss journey this time? Maybe these past 8 months were a long, unintenional rest that I needed to finish what I set out to initially achieve. The process is going to be damn right challenging and will sometimes seem impossible but I reackon I have now regained the midset to accomplish my goal.

Currently, I am back in London at uni. Exams are over and we are back at placement. There is tonnes of work that I have to do but I am no longer using that as an excuse and I shall be back blogging more regularly once again. Watch this space!

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My waistline will be this small again.