I weighed myself this morning. I’m heavier than I have been for a long time. I am 10lbs off my target and it’s just ridiculous. I need to get a grip of myself and set some serious disciplinary steps up.
I can find excuses all day long, but I just need to knock it off. I don’t like carrying excess weight, I don’t like not fitting well in my clothes and I can do it.
I am setting myself the goal of 5lbs off by the wild runner race, that is the end of September and I categorically will not fail. I then will aim for a further 3lbs before my friends wedding at the end of October.
I am getting on pretty well with strength training again, bits of me keep complaining, but I’m just ignoring them.
My plan will be to continue with my lunchtime gym trips for strength and tone. Once Leo is bathed and Tom is doing bed, I am then going to introduce an evening low intensity cardio into the mix. I can read and do my studying whilst working and then still not be that late to bed. I just don’t want to go back to 4am if I can help it, it’s a killer now I am back to working longer hours.
My eating is simple to fix on the face of it. I just need to stop being a pig. Picking bits of Leo’s left overs is a killer and I can just stop that by binning them or at least tracking them and not eating my normal amount of tea!
Simple when you write it down!