Today was the end of week 9 and it brought with it the ignominy of progress photos.
I work on the basis that it’s best to get it over with first thing in the morning because then I can’t talk myself out of it during the day.
I have struggled with getting them right and they aren’t all taken from the same angle. The first ones were taken before I downloaded a body tracker app which has improved things a little.
Despite all of my misgivings, week by week they evidence the fact that my body fat is melting away.
Training today was 30 mins with Luke at lunchtime. He had me feeling sick about 3 minutes into the workout (but that might have been more to do with second breakfast than the relentless squats).
I was still cross with myself that on Wednesday I only managed to hold a plank for 1 minutes 30 seconds. Today I wasn’t going to stop until I broke through the 2 minute mark. I smashed it not once, but twice with my elbows on a bosu (a wobbly half ball thing that my Lovely Girl #2 used to use for core strength improvement when she was a fencer).
Dinner was a birthday celebration and my wonderful mum had made a gluten and dairy free baked alaska. She had injected a tub of coconut ice-cream with raspberry coulis and then frozen it to make a raspberry ripple ice-cream. I hadn’t intended to have any but everyone was raving about it so much that I couldn’t resist. It was lovely, sweet, but lovely although I spent the next 3 hours with raging tummy ache.
It wasn’t worth it.
Interestingly, for the first time ever I wasn’t beating myself up about the fact that I’d eaten something that I “shouldn’t” have. I’d made a conscious decision to eat it; I hadn’t shoved it in my face in an emotional response to a stressful situation.
I was ok with my decision, even though I’d made the wrong one, and next time I would try to remember that sugar makes me feel really sick.
I think it is such a victory that you are managing your mindless eating. I would think every person reading this blog can relate to the concept of shoving food in to make the feelings go away (and we all know, it doesn’t work!).
Well done on your planks, incredible.
Xx
Thanks m’lovely. Mindless eating is a constant battle but it is getting easier to recognise and manage.
If someone had told me 9 weeks ago that I’d be able to plank for 2 mins I would never have believed them. You’ll be planking for 5 mins before you know it!
xxx