Category Archives: Non – Running

Post that contain minimal running, but sometimes other forms of exercise sneak in.

Weight Loss Memory Lane.

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I remember the first time I thought I was “Fat.” I was in New Look in Oxford while at Uni, and had to wear a size 20 pair of jeans. I bought a magazine that had “loose a stone a week” plan, (or something like that) tried it for a day, and cried in my room because it was so horrible. I think I’ve been paranoid about it all ever since.

I also remember the first time I fit into a size 10 pair of pants. I was so excited in the changing room I actually squeeked. The assistant asked me if I was ok. Of course I bloody was, size 10 was something magical and mythical, I’d only taken the pants into the changing room to see if I could get more than one leg in, and get it to go more than a couple of inches above my knee.

I also remember, when I was almost at my “goal” weight, thinking “I feel no different” and “I’m just the same, but I need a belt.” I’m not sure what I was expecting exactly, but I think planets were suppose to align and SJP should have called me up to guest on Sex in The City, or something. Something was supposed to happen, I was sure of it. Instead I just had to carry on with my job and real life,and all that mundane stuff that never happened on TV.

historic weightloss

I started this graph with Beeminder on 8th November 2010, and I was 15st 3.5lbs, it was not long after my son was born, and I didn’t like how much weight I’d put on, and still hadn’t lost the weight I’d put on from my first pregnancy. The lowest weight I’ve ever gotten down to is 12st 8.4lbs, in April 2012, I ran my best ever 5k at 33min was probably the fittest I’ve been for a long time. Yesterday 13st 7lbs at a Weight Watchers class. (That’s BMIs of 34.5, aka Obese, 28.5 aka Overweight, and currently 30.4, back in at Obese.)

It’s got three memberships to Weight Watchers, at least 2 gym memberships, a Slim Fast attempt, some weird restrictive diets, a couple of months of obsessively tracking what I ate in several different ways to compare them for “reasons” (or possibly “For Science” I don’t know), a few months of “I will simply eat healthy!” and at least four tantrums where I’ve just ate all the things I could get into my face. (They might also have be about the same time as Christmas.)

It’s also got three marathons, a wedding, a few 10k races, two gym memberships, and lots more in there. Sometimes I forget that.

I needed to take a walk down the weight loss road of my memory lane.

It’s been on my mind since I’ve been back at Weight Watchers. I’ve lost 5lbs in 11 weeks. I’ve been getting twisted up in my head, because of others who’ve lost that (and more) in just one week. I’ve been getting all kinds of teenager sulking (in my head) about how much other people have lost, instead of just paying attention to what I’m eating.

I’m reminding myself that there’s more to this weight loss thing than just the numbers. The numbers on the scale, the numbers in the food journal and the numbers in my clothes.

I’m reminding myself that there’s nothing magical about reaching the goal weight, and that I’m not going to get S.H.I.E.L.D Level 7 clearance if I loose another stone, and there’s actually no real schedule for this either, so I should just stop stressing.

Contemplating The Unthinkable

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I know, what a dramatic title, especially for a post that’s essentially going to be about me planning to get up early.

I used to work food retail, it mostly involved getting up at stupid times like 5am to walk to work, and bake bread or pastries. Ok, so there was a little more to it than that, like talking to people, inventories, and counting cash. But there was an awful lot of early mornings.

I did them, I got up and went to work. These days, I struggle, I hate getting up at 7:30am. It’s a giant struggle to resist rolling over and ignoring the world. Fortunately my kids don’t let me, and we manage to get to school on time. Mostly.

It makes me quake in my boots, the thought that I might have to start getting up EARLY. But there’s just so much I want to get done, and it seems like I’m going to have to start getting up early to do it.

Allegedly there are many benefits to getting up early, and it’s not just because there’s more time to drink coffee.

I’ve read a tonne of tips on how to turn myself into a “morning person” and how to make it easier to get up early, I’m not sure I can do it.

Anyone have any tips for getting up early?!

WWW6 – I CBA

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It seems this week I have just been really lazy. So lazy I can’t even be bothered to write a whole title. Weight Watchers Week 6 – I Can’t Be Arsed. (That was too exhausting, I need a nap & a bit of cake to get my energy back.)

But in all honesty, that fancy new book I was covering in stickers last week, I’ve basically ignored it all week. Yeah, where did all the enthusiasm go? If you find it can you send it back to me, or even just a little bit?

But there is some good news, I did actually manage to loose some weight this week. Again, I’ve not the foggiest, I’ve eaten like a kid, and there certainly wouldn’t have been gold star stickers for leaving the kids tea alone. Here’s the downside, I’ll now spend a good few days beating myself up about how I could have done better, and playing the “what if” game. Which is just plain daft, but I can’t really stop myself doing it, and I pretty much guarantee I’ll keep myself awake at least one night next week plotting how I should have done better this week, and what I should have done in each hour of the day.

What I should be doing is thinking how good I’ve done, that even though I’ve basically failed to follow Weight Watchers (again) I’ve somehow managed to loose some weight. That’s a good thing. Not something I should keep myself awake at night with.

Ah well, I’ve told you about it now, so instead I can keep myself away worrying if I’ve over shared instead.

Weight loss so far is 2.3% and that’s good.

Weight Watchers Week 5 – STICKERS!

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Weight Watchers 12 Week Journal

I lost weight! Hurrah for me!

At the end of last week I bought a 12 week journal from my Weight Watchers class. (I had to stay to the class, I’d not lost weight, thems the rules according to @WillRun4cake!)

So this week I wrote down EVERYTHING I ate in the Weight Watchers Journal.

It’s a diary for your food, and has places to put your measurements, plan your weekly meals, and what  exercise you’re going to do each week, all times 12, so this book should last me right up to Xmas Eve (yeah, I’m freaking out about that too.)

So this week I’ve carted the book around with me everywhere, and wrote everything in it, and because I’m a dork, I’ve also awarded myself stickers when I’ve made great choices, and then also made up tenuous reasons for having one when I’ve not made such great choices!

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I also used up some Moo credits and made myself some stickers for the end of each week. I have mentioned I love the “Gold Star Effect” right, so what’s better than lots of stickers with stars on? IMG_4753.JPGWhen the total weight loss so far is added up, I’m only a little bit down from where I started, but I am feeling a little more motivated. (ALL THE STICKERS!) Onwards to week 6!

A little less miserable about Weight Watchers

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I completed my first week (back) at Weight Watchers.

It was alright , they tricked me, and I liked it.

Previously I’ve joined and you have to buy the calculator & the scales, so you know how many points the food you’re putting in your face is worth, and the special book that tells you how many points that’s in a pizza from the chain takeaway, so you can’t have it and then cry and order anyway (or is that just me?)

This time, for the first week I wasn’t allowed to point. The leader wouldn’t let me take the little green “tracker” booklet, and aside from the membership fee, I wasn’t told to buy anything. Don’t get me wrong, the ladies at the stall didn’t slap products out my hand, and actively discourage me from spending money, but they didn’t push products into my hands, as I’ve previously been used to. I was given a list of foods, this was what I could choose from to eat. If it wasn’t on the list, it wasn’t allowed in my gob.

Well, actually I was given 2 lists. One list I could eat as much as I fancied from, and the other I could have 2 things off every day. Like a treat list.

I didn’t stick to it. On Tuesday I had cake with the kids, and on Wednesday night I had 2 pints of beer, that’s a whole extra pint than I was allowed. (Beer is a treat, you could have 2 half pints a day if you wanted to) And more beer at the weekend.

So it was actually quite a nice week. With out the miserable looking a 3 grammes of something nice to eat and crying because it’s more points than you’ll ever be allowed in a week.

I am honestly amazed that I lost weight, I’m down 2% of my starting weight. I don’t know how. Witchcraft possibly. Roll on next week.

 

Mixed Feelings.

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I’ve returned to Weight Watchers.

I’m feeling very conflicted about it. Not conflicted that making an effort to be healthier, or that I’m actually paying attention to what I’m putting into my gob again.

More mixed feelings because of my past experiences with Weight Watchers. I’ve done this multiple times, and most often I’ve left after the leader of the class does one of two things;

1) leaves. And some weird stranger comes takes over the meeting and I really struggle to get motivated, or trust them.

2) becomes so sales pushy, that I start resenting that I pay for the class and the raffle, and then Weight Watchers brand products that I just don’t want to go. I felt like I should just arrive and hand over my wallet, and credit card PIN.

OR

The meeting has 3 or 4 women who just whine that a) they can’t have mash potato with half a stick of butter & a block of cheese in, &/or a block of cheese, and b) absolutely just can’t possibly have any time to move a little more, not even when the leader makes standard suggestions like “get off the bus a stop early, park at the far end of the car park, and always take the stairs instead of the escalators & lifts.”

That’s a lot of moaning, why am I paying to do this?

Because there’s something about committing to standing on a scale and showing someone your weight. There’s also what I’ve come to call “the Gold Star” effect. There’s clearly still a school child inside me, I just love the possibility of getting some sort of gold star or pat on the  back, and the opposite side of that, getting a frown and a “oh dear” mortifies me.

I’ve decided that I’m going to follow Will Run For Cakes‘ lead

Ans if I get a gold star for loosing weight, I don’t have to stay and do the “detention” hopefully that will at least stop me getting depressed and jaded with the class.

Any other suggestions to make my next attempt at Weight Watchers less traumatic?

Septemberathon or something

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So apparently September is “Better Breakfast Month” & “Self Improvement Month” and my husband has challenged me to “Septemberathon” or something like that.

One thing at a time

So “Better Breakfast Month” and “Self Improvement Month”? Well these are the things I end up finding out about when I guest host a afternoon chat show on my community radio station. I’ve opted to actually have breakfast, and that’s a self improvement, isn’t it? Instead of just COFFEE!

I’ve taken a risky path with this, the only breakfast I’ve ever regularly eaten has been Greek Yogurt & chopped fruit. “Why is that risky, Millie?” I hear you ask, well dairy tends to make me fart. (Glamorous confessions here on RFTQ!) Well, I’m pleased to say that, 3 days into this I seem to be ok, and I have been eating 2 servings of fruit in the morning.

Blood Orange Tea & a LadyFest CupI’m also making an attempt to drink more water, but I’m really rubbish at drinking cold water, so when I went to Liverpool at the weekend I visited Leaf Teashop & bought a tea pot & some luverly tea. So far I’ve been drinking about 3 pots of tea in the evening. It’s not a giant pot, but the Blood Orange Tea is very yummy (and caffeine free) and it’s a start.

“Septemberathon or something”

This is an invention of my husband. He’s challenged me to run the equivalent of 1km a day for the month. It’s the 3rd, I’ve not ran, so I’m 3km in the red. I might end up running 30km on the last day of the month.

I don’t know why, I just can’t make myself move. Can’t I just stay in bed all day? At least I don’t have to blog about it too.

Lush Kitchen – Percup and Avowash review

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Lush Kitchen is quite a new part of Lush. They make small batches of classic Lush products, something that used to be called Retro, but they also make exclusive products, or advance order products, again all in small batches.They also do regular G+ hangouts where the Compounders (the guys & gals making the products) & the Inventors (the people who come up with the products) talk about the ingredients they use, or where they source the ingredients, or inspirations behind the products.

Yada  Yada Yada – Tell us about the stuff you got!

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Avowash made on 5th August 2014 by Peter

Avowash soap

I love the ballistic Lush make called Avobath, it’s bright green, full of avocado, lemongrass oil and bergamot. Add them all together it’s brilliant. It’s great & citrusy for the summer & then also has really big powerful scent for the winter, specially if you’re full of cold, plus it’s got loads of avocado that’s super for the skin.

This smells nothing like it.

I know, should have read the ingredients better, and I’d have know it was packed with pine oil, but there’s a little bit of panic when you see you’ve only got 30 min to complete your order once you’ve put a Lush Kitchen product in your basket, so I didn’t.

Initial disappointment over, it’s nice. The pine in this is quite strong, it smelt quite antiseptic, or bathroom-cleanerish when I unwrapped it, but once it’s wet & on the go it’s quite nice.  It’s probably going to get used more as a hand soap than a soap I take into the shower. (It’s going to take something very impressive to take the mighty Sandstone off the number one spot!)

Avowash is £4.25 per 100g and is only available through Lush Kitchen.

 

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Percup made 8th August 2014 by Peter

 

Percup Massage Bar

This is what incited me to place the order. A massage bar made with coffee. There hasn’t been a coffee product in Lush since Vanilla in the Mist, a really great soap that made you smell like a vanilla latte. But Percup is not a soap.

It’s a massage bar. It’s a beautiful chunk of fair Trade Organic Cocoa Butter & Fair Trade Shea Butter blended with some gorgeous ingredients. The massage bars melt surprisingly quickly in your hands, even my perpetually cold hands, and you can use it for massage (and they do in Lush Spas) or, as I did with this, use it after the shower (or bath) as a really great body lotion.

As well as the shea & cocoa, Percup has organic jojoba oil and extra virgin coconut oil. All of those by themselves are great for skin, wrapped up together with the coffee beans, vetiver oil and fair trade vanilla, it’s freaking UHMAZING!

It’s a real sweet & warm scent, like the smell of your local coffee shop in the morning when they’re still baking the pastries, and steaming the milk for lattes while you’re sat at the bar with a perfect espresso.  Even 8 hours after I’ve covered myself in it, I still want to lick my own arm. Unfortunately, Percup isn’t edible.

Sometimes, allegedly, products that start in Lush Kitchen will then end up in the stores. I hope so, because I think I need this in my life all the time!

Percup is £6.50 and only available through LushKitchen

If I’ve tempted you with these products, then be quick! The menu at Lush Kitchen changes frequently, and they might not make these again. Postage is about £4, so this package cost me just under £15.

 Anyone tried something from Lush Kitchen? What are your favorite Lush Products?

#VlogChallenge Week Two #Beauty

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Ah, week two.

Kate is Nickie’s partner in crime for #vlogchallenge. She is blogging queen over at I am Wit Wit Woo and the topic was a beauty (or fashion) Vlog!

So I sulked a bit, and then realized that I go to the effort of Hennaing (is that right?) my hair on a semi regular basis, and that’s a beauty thing. Isn’t it? Yeah.

I’ve been doing this for quite a few years now, and to me it’s quite an easy process, but I’ve been surprised from some of the Twitter / YouTube comments that it seems laborious to others? How easy is it to commercially dye your hair these days?

Anyway, here’s my Vlog, have a look and let me know if it seems like extra effort to go to!

I must admit I’m loving the Vlog Challenge, and although I’m unlikely to head down to London any time sooN, I quite enjoyed Tinuke Circusmum‘s Tips for getting around London!

The next #VlogChallenge is tomorrow & set by Nickie, so keep an eye on iamtypecast.com for the next topic!

I did knitting! Hooray!

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I realise that I have it written over there in the little discription of my blog, yet I’ve never really mentioned things I’ve knitted.

So here are the last thing I knitted…

Socks for Hevs

Hevs, aka Heather Smith, is an amazing illustrator who I have the pleasure being friends with & spent many Monday mornings opening up Lush Preston with.

Back in December Heather posted this beautiful drawing to her Tumblr.

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And I thought “SOCKS! I can do that, no problem, 2 weeks is an easy deadline!” I bought a bamboo / cotton blend yarn & cast on.

I finished & gave the socks to Heather at the end of June. Yeah.

Visit Heather’s beautiful Tumblr over at http://lightfeets.tumblr.com/

or her instagram page over at http://instagram.com/_hevs (where I’ve stolen copied the photo of the socks on feet from as I failed to do that before I gave them over and made my son sing a pathetic Happy Birthday to her)

I possibly made some notes of how I knit them, leave me a comment if you’re curious about how they were made & I may attempt to write up an actual pattern.

There, knitting, now for the coffee.