6th of January 2014

So last week's start to the healthy living didn't start. I'm weak, so sue me.

However, today is the proper start in my eyes.

Food wise, I've been good and low calorie. A recommended portion of cereal for breakfast and a sensible lunch.

That said, 45 grams of breakfast cereal is absolutely nothing in the bowl.

I've managed to avoid temptation at work too. Mostly because the canteen in the new office is bloody expensive, but I've also been strong. A weekly event in the new office is croissants delivered for breakfast. I must have walked past them 5 or 6 times but I didn't crack and I resisted. I love croissants so this is a big deal for me.

Further to this, the new office is encouraging me to exercise more.  For a start, as I'm working as a contractor I'm not allowed to park on site. The closest secure car park is nearly a mile away from the office, so there's just under 2 miles of walking a day. The tea room is about 100 paces away from my desk which means I'm managing more milage for my large daily intake of caffeine. Hopefully this will have a nice effect on not only my fitness but my waistline.

It's only day 1 but I'm trying my best to be strong.  Hopefully I can keep the positive mental attitude up.

June 14th 2013

Well, that was frustrating.

So my treat day was a mixed bag. On the one hand, the bolognese was amazing. I've been missing pasta and rice while I've been doing this diet, so it was a perfect treat for me. However, when I got to the gym last night, I suddenly realised that I may have been overdoing the exercise this last fortnight.

I started on the cross trainer, like I normally do, but my legs were like lead. Seriously, after 2 minutes I was sweating like I'd done 30, I had no energy and I was really struggling. I pushed on to 10 minutes worth but I was pretty much dying on my feet at that point. I managed to get some weights done after that so the trip to the gym wasn't entirely a wasted effort, but I just felt ghastly.

This morning it took every ounce of self determination just to get out of bed. I think I'm well and truly exhausted now, as in, exhausted to the bone. I've decided today I'm having a day off from exercise.  I need to give my muscles a chance to repair themselves and get their strength back, otherwise I'll never be able to work out.

I'm also going to fuel myself today, so I'll be having sweet potatoes with my dinner and I've bought some nuts into work with me to keep myself going.

It is really frustrating because I know how little time I have left this month to make a difference for the target event, have a day off from exercise feels like a waste to me. I'd rather not have a day off, but I realise that my body is telling me it needs to rest.

Bah. Stupid body.