A Moment of Weightlessness / Moment of Truth

It must be my turn to hold the fort for a bit, I just hope that someone comes home soon!

My gain since last week equals zero.

Unfortunately my loss since last week also equals zero, and I'm hoping that this is the moment of weightlessness before my weight plummets to the floor.

I was looking at my trendy spreadsheet again. So many goals (good, achievable goals) that I've let slide by pretty much since Christmas. I know that if I go back to my 'normal' eating pattern I will slowly climb back up into the mid 70s. Am I okay with that? Not really.

So:-
1. I will row three times this week. Started off already with 25 minutes this morning.

2. I will walk three times this week. The LBD will be very glad about that, and it does do wonders for my mental health.

3. I will allow myself 2 desserts and 2 other miscellaneous naughties during the week.

4. I will try to eat more good food despite the apparent conflict between the government's 2 & 5 programme and avoiding itchy spots (i.e. fruit apart from pears is pretty much out on a daily basis).

To a certain extent, it is the conflicts between all the different schools of thought that trips me up with respect to good eating. Food apparently needs to be low in sugar, fat, salt, and carbs. It needs to have no artificial flavours, colours or preservatives. Fresh may indeed be best, but it also needs to be low in the naturally occurring food chemicals that cause itchy spots. It needs to be Australian grown/made/owned, but also inexpensive. Also, apparently one serve of meat is plenty, four serves of grains are necessary, and 2 serves of fruit and 5 of vegetables are what we should have each day.

Is it any wonder that I am going through a phase of hating food shopping?

It doesn't help that my herb and shallot garden is struggling through the cold weather. I need these to make food at all interesting without going to the shops every two days. Maybe I need to bring the pots inside?

Off to make chicken soup... and a sponge cake (oops). I'm trying to get my sponge-making ability consistent. It has egg in it, so it must be healthy, yes?

The Good News Is...

... in the last few weeks of no exercise and not the best (a.k.a. spectacularly dreadful) eating pattern I have not put on 7234.8 kilos.

How would I have put on 7234.8 kilos (which, by the way, is actually 7.2 tonnes!)?

Well, I hit the zero instead of the decimal place when I was entering today's data into my trendy spreadsheet.

The resulting answer didn't look quite right to me.

Let's just say that it really puts the 1.5 kilos that I really put on into perspective.

Weigh In Wednesday (Femina)

Last time: 72.3kg
Today: 71.9kg
Difference: 400g

This means that the enormous amount of Maltesers I ate yesterday hasn't hit the system yet. Maybe they won't... they were fundraising Maltesers after all and it seems wrong that my generosity should cause me to put on weight!

That's it from me today. No plans, no goals for the moment. I'm concentrating on other things in my life for a little while so any weight loss or gain will be by accident, not design. I guess it's a good experiment to see what happens when I eat reasonably normally (apart from the Maltesers) and don't exercise. I'll be able to find out if my 'normal' food regime is too much.