Well now - diet update

I've had a lesson today.  I popped along to my WW class this evening, fully expecting to have put weight on.  Not a very good expectation, but not really a very good week.  I lost half a pound. Yep, a measly ½ not a good amount, and thankfully, off but ....... still, I am now 17 st 2½ lbs - a whole 8 ½ off altogether.


This is good, it is good, but as my school reports used to say 'Could do better!'  I was fairly okay this week, with doing the plan, but there is a difference between 'doing it' and actually 'sticking' to the plan, if you know what I mean.  This week I did plan a week's menu, shopped for it, and pinned it to the board, so that I and Mr T would know just what we were meant to be eating, what the POINTS value was, and what page to find the recipe.  Except, I had not planned in for the Indian takeaway meal after class on Thursday; chocolate M & M's at the cinema on Friday; the odd chocolate bar; the missed breakfasts; and the big meeting we had at the SWRI on Wednesday evening, where I downed not only a lovely meringue with cream, but several sandwiches, Victoria sponge cake, chocolate rice krispies I had made (you can guess the level of sophistication in this house!) and plenty of lovely quiche.

Now, looking back at that list, I cannot believe I lost any weight at all, oh shite.  But, this week I will be starting with a walk with friends in the morning, Mr T has been complaining about the lack of housework carried out in this homestead, so I shall tackle some of that, ahem, and I will be sticking to the plan and writing everything down.


That will be a good start.

Well, it's been a busy ....

... time, this last month!

We had a lovely trip down South, and our new grandson is very beautiful, of course; we also met up with some friends in Peterborough, then towed ourselves and the caravan over to Wales, to Cardiff, for my uncle's 60th birthday party.

  We visited Barry Island (of 'Gavin and Stacey' fame)

 and had coffee by the sea and in the sunshine, and then had a bike ride in the castle grounds in Cardiff.  Bliss.  All the washing is now done (tho' not the ironing) and we're back to work with a bang. Ah well.