I don’t even know why I’m bothering to blog about it this week, as I have no good news for you. When I got weighed this week, I had actually stayed the same which is a bit rubbish really.
I know why. Even though I had mainly stuck to it all week and cut down on portion sizes blah blah blah, the X Factor was the downfall of me.
It just did not seem the same sitting down with a cup of fruit tea to watch it. Saturday nights are made for having a glass of wine (or three) and slobbing out in front of the tellybox.
So this weekend I fully intend to stop being so slack and get something that I can pretend I’m drinking even though I’m not. A non alcoholic lager should do it if I feel like I ‘should’ be drinking – one of them will be more than enough.
I’m loving the exercise classes though. This week is half term, so I’ve had both little munchkins with me to class attempting the exercises too, which was very cute.
Some of the exercises this week were chair based, and seeing the 4 year old marching on the spot in time to the music then attempting to put his leg up on the chair was the highlight.
“Ooh, my leg won’t stretch that far. Oh hang on, I can do it!” Cue much leg stretching and bum wiggling to the music.
The 8 year old loved it too, even though he was coming out with statements like “Tch. Gawd. This is so EASY.” You could tell he was secretly enjoying it though, just reluctant to admit it!
I’ve been good this week so far though, so I’d better see some improvement on the scales next week. I might be sat here with wine right now (oh so what, it’s Friday night) but on the whole this week I have been a very good girl. I’ve even been to the Magpie cafe in Whitby today and had salmon and new potatoes for my dinner, when I could quite as easily have had scampi and chips.
No dessert, either.
So if there’s no shift downwards on the scale next week I’ll be in sulk mode. Here’s hoping it’s all good!