Week 17

Smashed it!  2lbs off which takes me to 28½ pounds weight loss.  Another shiny sticker for my book and another certificate for the fridge.  Only 6½ pounds to go now to reach my half way point my little chicka dees.

Week 1	+ 70lbs
Week 2	-6
Week 3	-1½
Week 4	-3
Week 5	-1
Week 6	-3
Week 7	-2
Week 8	-1
Week 9	-2
Week 10	-2½
Week 11	+1
Week 12	-2
Week 13	-½
Week 14	-2½
Week 15	-1
Week 16	+½
Week 17	-2
To date	-28½

 

So, still plenty of socialising this week with minimal wine intake counteracted by lots of swimming and a new addition to our family called Gloria.  Gloria is my new bike.  She is of hybrid descent, white in colour, quite thick tyres and lots and lots gears (which I am not sure what to do with) and I love her.  How daft you may think that I should get so attached to a bike but Gloria and I will be quite intimate over the next few weeks while we get ready for the LIDBA bike challenge.  Seat to seat as they say.

Overly enthusiastic with the beautiful weather and great excitement with our new addition to the family, the girls and I headed out for my maiden mini excursion and ended up going through a ford twice, the muddiest track you have ever seen and almost across a field.  It was at this point that I realised Gloria didn’t have mud guards.  Muddy front and face not so bad but muddy, wet bottom looked really did look like I had a touch of the trots.  They (my children) may have laughed at me then but the great thing about being a mum is that there comes a time when it is deemed fitting to be an embarrassment to your siblings...and that came later in the day.  Meanwhile, if anybody can give me any advice on how to keep the mud from flicking in my eyes without wearing swimming goggles on our next outing, I would greatly appreciate it.... ok mud guards, maybe a basket...tassels on the handlebars...oh god we need a Gok Makeover!

So embarrassing your children; I had to pop over to our local carpet supplier to choose some new flooring as hubby has been decorating like a demon our hallway and landing area.  I thought it best for all concerned if I found another interest for the girls, so I sent them next door to the outdoor park to have some fun.  Twenty minutes later I went to the park to pick up the girls. Well, do you remember way back to my first blog when I got my bottom stuck in the chairoplanes at Chessington?  I now glanced around the play park and wondered whether I would fit into the swings.  Two stone gone from my southern hemisphere and I felt that it was worth the chance.  I glided my bottom in.  Not squeezed it, not painful, just comfortable.  And then I started swinging backwards and forwards...higher and higher....and I found myself squealing.  I went so high the chains loosened and then dropped.  It was an amazing stress reliever which I recommend to all although, I have to be honest, I couldn’t do it for too long as I found there was a fine line between great euphoria and feeling sick.  Anyway, you know when your wicked plan has worked when your children want to escort you from the park.

Getting back to the decorating; the trouble with glossing door frames and banisters when your wife and two children are in the house is that at least one, if not all, are going to touch the beautifully applied wet paintwork at some point. After chastising the children for 3 days in a row after having to wash their white glossed hands, it was my turn.   Under the influence of white wine and gloss paint at the end of a rather lovely relaxing evening, I found myself in the challenging position of having to climb the stairs to bed without touching the walls or banister for support.  I managed to get passed the half way point and then it was a case of grabbing the rail or falling down the stairs.  It was a fleeting touch and I probably would have got away with it if I hadn’t of gone straight to bed and woke up the next morning with a hand looking like a glove belonging to the black and white minstrels.

So my lovely bloggers and bloggettes, next week we revisit the bucket list and I am so sad to say that due to a limitation in venue, we may have to swap our synchronised swimming challenge to pole dancing lessons instead.  I am so sorry to disappoint you all but if you could just keep this to yourselves for a bit until I speak to my sister tomorrow after a bottle of Pinot Grigio I would greatly appreciate it. Thank you.

So my priority this week my little diet buddies is to stay focussed and not dance around the two stone mark.  I AM going to push forward towards the half way line of 35lbs.  However, I am also the first to appreciate that the half term school holidays are upon us.  If this means that alcohol intake is raised slightly then so be it.  Maybe a smaller weight loss in the right direction is better that than smothering ones children or husband.

Here we go then.....drum roll please....roller blades on....twenty eight and a half pounds of fat in the can....fortyoneandahalfpoundsandcounting. Sx