Today 96.4kg. The loss is continuing, however at a much slower pace. I knew this was going to happen so I’m not worried, well, not worried but a little disappointed yes.
Food
I continue to eat very little. A very thin slice of boiled beef with ¼ of a potato, or with 2 broccoli florets, and that is a full, main, evening meal. Lunch may be a soft-boiled egg, or 1.5 turkey sausage. 150gr of green olives, which surprisingly I can eat without much difficulty, in the afternoon. Sometimes two small pots of coconut yoghurt after dinner. That’s about a typical day. No breakfast, I’m just not hungry until 12pm.
Once a week l may allow myself 200gr of soy vanilla custard, which, like the yoghurt, I can eat without so much difficulty.
I cannot eat bread anymore, and if I want some humus I would be able to master only 2 salty crackers with it for lunch.
Liquids
I am supposed to drink at least 1.5lt of water, on top of any tea, coffee, etc. Lately, instead, I let it slip, and I drink much more coffee with soy milk than anything else. Of course this isn’t good, so starting today I’ll resume having my pint glass of water next to me all the time. 3 pints should do it.
I am still having my couple of Cosmopolitans at night (although I eliminated the Cointreau, therefore only vodka now), but don’t go to excess. Will reduce to weekends only very shortly.
Walking
3km is a distance I reach without too much strain. When I can dedicate time two days in a row, the second time is so much easier. Yesterday it was more than ten days since my last walk, and I felt the difference. I need to get into the habit of walking every day very soon. Maybe I’ll start on Monday.
This is something that needs to be done for two reasons: the first is that it is a big part of my bariatric journey getting fit, rebuild my muscle mass, help the lymphatic system - which is still causing a little swelling of the ankles, legs and knees; and the second is that I’ve signed up for the 80km challenge in July in favour of Women’s Aid, a charity which helps women and men victims of domestic abuse. That means walking 2.6km per day on average. If you are in Ireland, support the cause, sign up! If you are a friend of mine please donate and ask me for my link.
I'm knackered
Last week has been exhausting. I was facing a daily 7am wakeup, opening the door to the contractors who are refurbishing the bathrooms, and then spending the day working like a madman while at the same time enjoying the banging and the drilling echoing loudly throughout the apartment. They come in droves: 3 plumbers, 2 electricians, 4 tilers (they wanted to finish the main bathroom in one day, so were here from 8am to 11pm!!! Which was terrible for them, but so taxing for us too).
Working is getting more tiring every day: multiple deadlines, a lot of pressure, draining as I’m starting again to work with executives, in addition to management and engineers, the big project about to launch, and meetings which very frequently mean I’m working until midnight (I work with the US, pacific coast, and the time zone difference is a killer).
All of this on roughly 800kcal a day and 5.5 hours sleep on average. Starting to feel exhausted. I take a ton of supplements as advised by my dietician, and maybe that’s why I am still standing.
Self care
My skin routine has become a very quick, minimal survival thing, and my skin is of course rebelling, as it had been used to much more love. As soon as the bathrooms are finished - another 8 days I imagine - I’ll have a brand new room for my ablutions and I’m sure I’ll feel much more inclined to resume.
Now all I need is to multiply time to accommodate daily walking, skin routine, and 10hour per day for work (in order of priority!); two times per week the personal trainer, and one time per week the psychologist (I started two weeks ago and I feel so much better). Obviously there is still time to be found for my boyfriend, various calls with friends, and the occasional dinner with friends.
All in all, it’s obvious how so little sleep can come to my advantage: it “generates” time! Joking of course! The dietician confirmed that sleeping less hinders weight loss, so l got to get a grip there. Only thing I can think of doing is working 8 hours rather than 10. Time management to the rescue. I used to teach time management, but now I find myself procrastinating stuff, allowing my inbox to explode daily, forgetting to jot down my morning list, etc. That’s easily remediated though, so starting tomorrow 8 hours here I come!
Not much else to say on this post really, just an account on how things are going.
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