I've just started reading Intuitive Eating. To celebrate this and the fact that I've lost 4.6 lb so far this month I had a binge today and ate bread, two Graze box punnets, loads of dates, a bag of Percy Pigs (they're vegetarian now so it's ok), and a 230g bar of dairy milk. I feel thoroughly blah.
This morning I ran an easy 2 miles and did a 1 hour Yogalates session.
Back on the wagon with a healthy meal tonight, Parkrun tomorrow, and a long walk with friends on Sunday. That should blow the blahs away.
Well I failed the fit test with a measly 6 push-ups and 15 sit-ups. At least I know what I need to work out. I've started and stopped the 100 pushups challenge twice now, but I'm going to start again and continue. I'm also going to do the 200 situps challenge so I can get fitter and hopefully pass the test in a few months or so.
I aced the run, however, running 2 miles in 15:06.
We did the fit test before work at 7.30am, and I did what I usually do when I exercise in the morning - ended up sleepy by 11am despite having refueled after the test on a healthy breakfast of porridge, fruit, and a boiled egg washed down with black coffee then overeating at lunch time. It was very hard not to stress about not losing weight this week.
Even though I was careful at dinner and ate well I managed to only go slightly over my daily calorie limit I got obsessed with going to the gym to burn off enough to bring me well under. I found myself thinking, 'If I jog for 30 minutes then go on the elliptical for 30 minutes I could easily burn 500 calories'. Even writing this out has woken up the antsy worried voice in my body that is saying I need to exercise like crazy even though my hamstrings and my sciatic nerve in my right bum muscle is aching like crazy so I've had to take ibuprofen today to dull the pain and I need let my body recuperate. Yes, I'm a wimp! I keep telling myself it'll be ok, I can eat well and work out tomorrow and I don't have to risk injuring myself.
The songs from an album I adore, by Guillemots. It's one of those rare albums where there are no filler songs and every one is a gem.
