Second weigh in is looming, two days to go. When I set out at the beginning of the year I was expecting or rather hoping to lose around the 4lb mark each week to start, so the 8lbs last week was amazing. The last time I lost that amount of weight in one go was when I gave birth to my son! The downside to this amount of weight loss is defiantly not physical, but mental. It has made me feel even more under pressure this week. How will I feel if I haven’t lost as much? Or even half as much? The thing is I know I can’t/won’t keep losing weight at that rate, also bigger people, I think; lose more weight quicker at the start than their slimmer counterparts. I also know it would be very unhealthy to keep losing it at that rate. So it is silly that I am getting worried about stepping on those scales, but it is still there niggling in the back of my head.
So I am trying to concentrate on being proud of what I have achieved so far and in such a short amount of time, not just the weight loss but the start of change in my head. Where in the past I would have said it’s too cold, too wet, too windy to go out for a walk, I just wrap up more and brace myself for the onslaught. Weekend just gone, instead of driving into town (about 1.6 miles away) I walked (I can’t say I will do that if its chucking it down). Little things like that do make the difference. I look forward to my lunch time walks during the week. I start getting twitchy around 12.30 and count down the last 30 minutes before I head out. Then it’s on with the coat, scarf and gloves and down Worthing seafront for ¼ hour and then back. Last night I even considered going for a ½ hour walk before I went to bed. Not sure that would have been a good idea. Is it good to exercise that close to sleeping? Will it help me sleep better/lose weight better or will it keep me awake longer? Answers on a postcard please. So in my head I am feeling more ‘active’ and the body so far is keeping up.
Anyway, I am about to head off for my lunch time walk, an hour late but I had been hoping the lashing rain and gale force winds (<<< only a small exaggeration) might have let up to a more gentle pace. Never mind it will be worth it, after all, I have lost 8lbs already and that’s 14½ packs of butter!!!
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