Week 69 (18) - Weigh In

Last week - 63.5 Kgs
This Week - 63.7 Kgs
Gain - 200 grams

Not nearly as bad as I had anticipated, having been away again and a birthday weekend. It's been such a full on month and I have no idea whether I am coming or going.

I'm pretty devastated that it doesn't look like I'll reach my goal by my birthday, but shit, I've lost nearly 30 kilo's I should be bloody proud of that.

I didn't get to the gym this morning like I had hoped I would be able to do because a friend came and picked up some camera gear to borrow, but I'm going to do my best to get on my bike for 30. It's been too long and I'm really struggling with it. I have plans to go to the gym on Wednesday, and I sure hope i can make it. At this stage I have nothing on, but that changes so quickly at the moment!

Struggling with food at the moment too, being away and birthdays have really thrown a spanner in the works. I have recorded everything in my planner today, and I'm doing well, but i suspect after all the excess sugar from over the weekend, I'm going to have a massive low in the afternoon and need a little pick me up. I have quite a few calories left in reserve though, so i won't go over my 1200.

Need to go and do some food shopping to get me through the rest of this fortnight, and there will be a dinner out involved for Lachlan's birthday dinner as we were traveling on the night of his actual birthday. I'm planning a quiet weekend at home, well week actually, with not much on at all. I need a holiday!

Week 68 (17) - Weigh in

Last time - 64.9 Kgs
This week - 63.5 Kgs
Loss - 1.4 Kgs

I don't know where to ever start this post. Since last weighing in on here 3 weeks ago so much has happened. First of all, I dropped all that weight that I had gained, getting down to 61.9kgs. THEN, Darren ended up in hospital with his Gall bladder again. Little did I know at that stage though, that this time it was going to be the end of it. He was emergency operated on that afternoon. I was terrified. I'm still not entirely sure why they decided to operate then and there but it's happened.

They were a little concerned during the operation that he may have had a gall stone left in his bile duct, as there appeared to be contrast pooling there when they did the xray during surgery. They said that they would know within 24 hours as he would be in huge amounts of pain. They came and saw me at about 5.15 in the afternoon and told me this, and that the surgery had appeared to have gone well. He should be back on the ward in 30-45 mins. an hour later he still hadn't arrived, but the nurses at the desk said he shouldn't be too far away. AN HOUR after that again, he still wasn't there and that's when we started to worry. The nurses called down to recovery, where they then informed me that the doctor was coming up to get me there had been complications.

I FREAKED OUT. He said they were waiting on an ambulance to take him to another hospital to perform an MRI to check if there was a stone, as he was in HUUUUGE amounts of pain. If there was a stone he would immediately be going back into surgery, and they couldn't tell me whether he would be coming back to the first hospital or not. It was also at this stage that they didn't think I would be able to go with him. DEVASTATING! In the end I was allowed to go with him, and it turns out he didn't have a gall stone, they think it was just from the trauma they had caused while trying to check if he did or not. He was so drugged up that I will never forget the looks he was giving me. The pupils in his eyes were like a pin-hole and it looked like his eyes were pointy and they kept shaking everytime he looked at me. FREAKY.

He was excited that he got to ride in an ambulance and even talked them into turning their lights and siren on for him. ROFL. He came out of hospital 2 days later, and today has been the first day he has gone back to work.

We've had a rough couple of weeks, and it's meant that my nutrition AND exercise have completely gone out of the window, and it's not over yet. We are heading back to gympie again this weekend for a photoshoot and to spend some time with my bestie, which means no control over the food again.

My birthday is in just over 4 weeks, and I was REALLY hoping to be at my goal weight by then. I guess i had better get back to it next week. I'm currently sitting at 62.6. At the moment goal seems impossible :(

Sure glad I took those measurements.....

The title says it all. Despite working my butt off at the gym over the last month (last week excluded), my weight has not budged, in fact it's gone up. When I started at the gym, I started taking measurements again, just to check and see how it's going. I'm bloody glad that I did now. 2 weeks ago, I was at my lowest weight, 62.6ish and did my measurements then. Since then i've had my week off, the scales went up and have only been coming down so very very slowly. (back down to 63.2 this morning) my measurements however, have been decreasing. Not particularly on my thighs or arms, but definitely on my torso section (boobs, waist and hips) I will have to put together a new chart. I started taking the measurements in slightly different places compared to last time, which is why the numbers may be a little bit different.

I will aim to redo them on Monday, and post them up with my weekly weigh in.

Week 65 (14) - Weigh In

Last week - 63.1 Kgs
This Week - 64.7 Kgs
GAIN 1.6Kgs

This really isn't as bad as it looks. Yes I took a week off from everything, but there is no way that I ate enough calories to put on 1.6kgs. I do believe I can contribute most of this to alcohol consumption. My body holds on to any skerrick of ANYTHING even after one lousy drink, let alone several. We had a great night out though, and even with all the travelling, a lovely week. I am very much looking forward to a week and weekend at home doing a whole lot of nothing though!

As of today i've lost 800 grams of that 1.6kgs, I'm hoping that by weigh in next week, i will have lost all of it. I only went to the gym once last week, and I kind of missed it. It was great having a down week, I think I needed it, but it was so good to get back into the gym yesterday. Speaking of which, I DID MY FIRST EVER CLASS!!!! Body PUMP! I didn't actually hold out hope that I would get through it all as i'm still pretty unfit, but I did! I was getting pretty shaky towards the end, but I still finished it. I wasn't planning on going to it, but i saw a friend in the carpark and while we were putting the kids in creche, she said, come on lets do pump, so off we went.

How did I pull up? I'm struggling to move ROFL. My legs are so so sooooo sore from doing lunges and squats (and apparently I do lunges wrong so I need to find out the right way to do them). I'm a little tender in the arms and shoulders, but they aren't nearly as sore as I thought they might be. I also feel like I have got a bruise on the base of my neck, from where the bar was sitting across my shoulders. It's sore normally at the best of times, but it's pretty bloody painful today.

Weill I go to pump again, yep pretty sure I will, and I'm even considering trying different classes. I struggled a little bit with my dodgy knees, but they held up much better than I thought they would. I burnt 385 calories in 55 minutes, but i forgot to turn my watch on at the start so it would have been a bit more. I finished the day off with an hour bike ride during loser, burning another 430 calories.

Here's to a good week of great eating and exercise.