Thanks Chef! Finally I have complete support from the home front with my challenge, and I am SERIOUSLY back on track. The bumpy and cellulite infused road of the past few days is ebbing into a smooth and controlled calorific ride – and all of that because I returned to work being greeted by curiosity and enthusiasm. Is a positive mindset not just the greatest gift we get in life?
Even though I am a little behind my weekly target – thus far I have shed 3.52739 pounds, which leaves me about a pound and a 1/2 behind schedule, and with only 36.47261 pounds to go till August – best I get more of this large rear in gear. Although the 36 already looks MUCH better than 40!
It’s always difficult to come back from a week’s break. The old inbox is satturated, everyone wants a piece of you, but most importantly just to catch up with all the happenings, or lack thereof as it was, everything taken care of most efficiently. I was missed a little bit (I say to myself of course), and having dished out my customary unwanted hugs – I am glad to be back!
The difference this time is that when we usually get a little unmotivated when change does not happen as quickly as we feel it should, we tend to fall back into old comforting habits – or into a jug of chocolate milkshake…. a jar of Jaffa cakes…..or a bag of Maltesers. So far, I have been very good, and have forced myself back into calorie counting good habits.
With all the excitement about to hit New Ross – what with Jedward being signed for the Dunbrody Festival and all things light, frivolous and invigorating, I might even be forced to change my hairstyle! I mean, instead of dollops of chocolate in my mouth, or copious amounts of gel in my hair, I could start tying my hair up again. I will ensure at the same time that it is pulled so tightly back, that my mouth is pulled narrow, like a button-hole, and that my face is SO rigid, that I simply cannot chew…. or open my mouth.
Now there’s a thought! Maybe if I cannot open my mouth, I can stop putting my foot in it at the same time!
What are the chances?