Friday 22 August 2014

Resolutions

I kicked off my healthier life style last week with a bang. Exercise three times a week, 5:2 diet on top of that. My week days suddenly had a whole new rhythm. I didn't realized how preoccupied I can get with food. On normal days there is too much of it, on 500 kal days there is the constant thinking of what can I have, when, if I can squeeze a cup of tea in and what would I fancy to eat if I could.
It is doable though. And it feels good. Aching muscles feel good. I forgot how great it feels. To have a hungry day and go to sleep knowing that I did it is great.
Sweets are my weakness. I have to work my way through the rest of the stuff I still have in the house (I don't throw away food - specially not my favorite biscuit!) and make sure I don't bring home anymore.

So only one week in and I feel better. Until before yesterday. Dear child got a cold, symptoms started on Monday, by Wednesday afternoon husband and I started to feel funny, too. It is the first time of family sniffles, usually it goes from one member to the next one and husband tends to deal with it for about two months while the child is better in a week and I am allowed about of two days of official misery. So we all walk around with runny noses, snore together during the night, cough and  sneeze non stop and clear away tons of tissues. And I have got no energy left to exercise. And to plan special meals (or no meals) feels like too much effort.

I will have to take couple of days to recover and start afresh. Because I like it. Husband needs to feel ashamed by my crazy fitness and get motivated, he could do with some proper life style kick, but so far he just observes me and assumes it will past. Well, I am not him. I stick to things!

I am also writing a page a day and summarize an idea for nanowrimo in my head. It is interesting, once I have got one thing in my life moving, the other issues start to shift, too. It seems that the summer is over, our long weekend will not be spent camping, I can catch up on all my to do lists, kick away my sniffles and get going! There is no stopping me.

Monday 11 August 2014

Lean and Mean -

It's time to get lean and mean. I slipped. My summer holidays aren't exactly hyperactive. I do lots of meeting over food and wine, crave sweets a lot and overcompensate every little emotional issue by eating. After a year of keeping a good figure I started putting on weight. It is scary, although I am still considered slim.

I do not breastfeed much these days so there is no need to get extra energy and we sleep much better, too (all in one bed....). I am settled in a rhythm as a mother and I enjoy distractions which usually mean more food and drink.

Over and over, it is time to work out. I do the occasional yoga stretch to release and relax but it does not count as a whole proper lesson. And I am still not able to make it to a class, evenings are hectic, husband busy....

So I started working out three times a week in the mornings. I am also considering 5:2 diet, I used to fast when I was younger about twice a month, but I am not ready to give up all food for a day yet, so this lifestyle sounds about right. Plus I can have some occasional treat every now and then. It isn't a diet, it is a lifestyle and I like it.

All of this gives me some new project, a way to regain control and focus on something else than being pregnant. Because this month, with two visits, one camping trip and husband's birthday celebration there is officially no trying in our household. No romance, no planning, no trying. Seriously... are people really that keen on sex as they seem and say to be and are we not normal or are most people making it up???? No energy left by the end of the day and not much desire, too.

Maybe doing some workouts and feeling better will help me to gather the energy and spark. Maybe I will even inspire husband to join me in all above mentioned activities. I read somewhere that partners pick up each others bad habits easily. I used to be much more active and drank much less wine before I moved in with husband. But I am not blaming him. It is only I who decides to have the chocolate or wine - well not anymore!!!!! Wish me luck.