I know, I know; dieting was not meant to be easy. There wouldn’t be millions of how to diet books, diet programs, diet clinics, diet boot camps and diet self-help You Tube videos for something that is easy to do. I hoped to get healthy, happy and in harmony with my body: unfortunately, I got sick too.
A month or so back I set about my plans to lose a few kilos, get healthy and be happy about myself. I’d join Jason on his quest to get fit. The first week went well. Though Jason would leave me for dead as I trailed his power jog for my tepid jog, well ok brisk walk. I did not snack. I ate salads. I ate fruit. I even cut down my glasses of wine. I was feeling pretty good & attentive to my quest.
Our rotten scales though were laughing at me. My weight those first few weeks didn’t stay put or go down it went up. How could that be? I thought perhaps the kids might played with the scales settings but Jason assured me that could not happen.
My morale was low. My hunger for the wrong foods increased. Then my favourite comfortable throw over dress died from wear & tear. A tear over my ass to be precise. I assured myself it was the old stitching that died. Not from stretching over the size of my ass. But I REALLY knew why it died, it was old and worn out, OK
You are probably thinking it couldn’t get any worse but it did. I got a head cold but it turned into a horrible virus of some sort that I couldn’t shake off. Visits to doctor, time off work and rest in bed was the best I could do. When I thought I was on the mend, the virus returned & beat me around some more.
On the plus side my family were wonderful. My saviour Jason brought me in some really nice healthy meals. Still keen to encourage me and my diet and would occasionally sneak in a small bit of chocolate. You can’t survive without chocolate FOREVER. Makeyla made me herbal cups of tea and Jamie prepared my foot spa with heated scents of lavender. My Grandma’s special home made recipe.
So out of bed and on the mend I decided not to weigh myself as often. It was depressing. I am back now on my diet and determined to get healthy & stay well. In fact, I have started to actually look forward to my tuna salad lunches and Rye Vita lunches. My work colleagues got chips the other day and that smell did not tempt me, I didn’t nick one chip. Our family ritual Friday fish & chips meal has changed (to everyone’s disgust at first) too. We now buy nice fish to grill ourselves and make a new fancy healthy salad. With one small chocolate every now and again. Got to keep it balanced, I say.
I weighed myself last week and I have lost a kilo. I am pretty happy about that too. I am going to say it was from the diet and not being sick. Well I am going to stick to thinking that anyway.
I know I am not alone with dieting prior to Christmas. So how have you whittled away the kilos? What are your tips for dieting?