14 September 2009 – another interview disaster

Do I really want to go back to the phones?

Do I really want to go back to the phones?

Another week another pound off. It seems a pound a week is becoming the norm, not that I’m moaning. Eleven stone nine is great. In fact it’s wonderful, two stone four pounds off since I started all this back in January. Thirty two pounds in thirty seven weeks is hardly setting the world on fire but there have been a few blips along the way and I’d probably have done a lot better if I’d not bothered with those silly fad diets I did, the cabbage soup, Atkins. They made me drop lots of pounds at the time but I put them all back on again quick smart. Oh well lessons learned and it is new territory each weigh in at the moment. Continue reading

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3 September 2009 – a disappointing interview, in French!

Like one of those nodding dogs

Like one of those nodding dogs

While not having a driving lesson today was a bonus, one less chance to maim myself and anyone else in the vicinity, the relief was short lived because I had an interview instead. You win some you lose some then. The interview was with the marketing company Max told me about last week and I still had no idea what it was they were marketing, despite an extensive Google search. This didn’t really bode well because any company that doesn’t come up in a Google search is likely to be a fly by night outfit. Then again that could just be my opinion. Continue reading

14 July 2009 – why is it so easy to gain and so hard to lose?

A loss but why is it so slow?

A loss but why is it so slow?

Today Mike made me drive from home to Shirley. Out onto the main road! I know he has dual controls on his car but I think the man has a death wish. I managed to pull out onto the dual carriageway ok but Mike said I was driving too slow which threw me a bit. I was just so scared. All the traffic, I mean I don’t even like crossing that road never mind driving on it, and changing gear and traffic lights and being in the right lane. It felt overwhelming. There was a little voice inside my head the whole time saying, “I’m driving on the main road,” over and over on a loop. It was distracting. I think I did ok, apart from the speed thing. I didn’t stall at any of the eleven sets of traffic lights, although I was very slow pulling away from all of them. Continue reading

22 June 2009 – a big gain and giving up on the fad diets

Only a pound, I expected more

Only a pound, I expected more

I weighed myself this morning and I’m back to twelve stone six. I’ve regained nearly all the weight I lost on the Atkins diet. My eating has got out of control again and I haven’t done any Race For Life training all month. I’ve let all this driving business take over my life and I have to get back in control again NOW. I’ve decided there are going to be no more crash diets, no Atkins or cabbage soup, I’m going to be sensible and eat properly and I’m going to make sure I do Race For Life training every week. Continue reading

11 June 2009 – emotional eating and back in the twelves

Oh dear!

Oh dear!

I’ve been doing a bit of emotional eating since I got the reply from the driving instructor. It’s not big and it’s not clever and it’s certainly not doing me much good on the scales. When I weighed in on Monday I was back to twelve stone. Two pounds back on in one week. The problem is, now I’ve gone back to eating carbs I just can’t resist the lure of the bread and the potatoes and all the things I deprived myself of last month. I haven’t been too out of control but, when I stopped the Atkins, I promised myself I was going to eat sensibly. I didn’t. I have my morning muesli then a sandwich for lunch and a sensible dinner with potatoes or rice or pasta but none of it seems to fill me up. An hour after I’ve eaten I’m hungry again and before I know it I’m eating a bag of crisps or a chocolate biscuit. It could be worse I suppose, it could be a family sized bag of crisps or a whole packet of biscuits but it’s enough to get the weight climbing again. I have to find a way to break this cycle. Continue reading

1 June 2009 – a fond farewell to Atkins

Hot,, bothered and emailing a driving instructor

Hot, bothered and emailing a driving instructor

It was boiling today. I know I shouldn’t complaint but, when you’re overweight hot weather is hell. I’d love to be able to wear cool little strappy tops or short sleeves and short skirts but I daren’t inflict my flab on the general public. It has to be long sleeves and trousers all the way when you’re big and it gets so hot. I feel like I’ve permanently got a beetroot face covered with a film of sweat. It hardly seems worth putting on make up because it slides off in a few minutes and I’m constantly popping off to the loo to spray myself with deodorant. I’m paranoid I’m going to smell. Continue reading

26 May 2009 – lost with a perverted sat nav

Elizabeth working again

Elizabeth working again

We had a bit of an away day today. A food distribution company just outside Andover, in a place called Appleshaw, are opening a small distribution centre in Southampton in a few months and they’re recruiting new staff ready for the opening. Their main import base is Liverpool but they want to diversify and the warehouse is quite near Southampton docks. They’re looking for about two hundred staff and we had a meeting to tender for the contract to supply them. Of course this meant driving up to Andover. Continue reading

22 May 2009 – swine flu and forty days of grapes

I may have to cut grapes in half

I may have to cut grapes in half

Mac has been insufferable today. The first case of swine flu has been reported in Southampton and he’s convinced he’s got it. He sneezed, once, and of course that was positive proof. The fact that he’s constipated is also a swine flu symptom as far as he’s concerned. Never mind that we’ve both been like that all week because of the bloody Atkins diet. He keeps making me go over to his desk to feel his forehead because he’s positive he has a temperature and he’s popping head ache pills like they’re smarties. Continue reading