So last night was The First Night. Our first weigh-in and enough information about points, daily allowances, fast track meals and all other kinds of fatty-boom-boom lingo to make you pop.
But the first one is the hardest, and we did it. Both of us (have I mentioned Jack is taking part too?) are both heavier than we thought (I blame the wellies I refused to take off) and kind of got depressed.
However, we trooped on, met all the other people at the meeting - 2 blokes, 8 women, 6 of us were new, me being the youngest. The usual leader wasn't there - I'm sort of hoping she'll be really mean so I'm too scared to eat! Is that wrong? I don't care.
So I'm allowed 21 points per day, and my goal is to lose 9lb this week - which I can absolutely guarantee is never going to happen. Nearly a stone in a week?! Obscene. Jack is supposed to lose around 2 stone which is just ridiculous, but you never know, miracles maybe do happen (but I very much doubt it).
I need to start doing some exercise too, and since it's so insanely snowy and cold outside I'm not going to go out this week and get drunk, which will save me many a point and hopefully lose me many a pound. Every little helps!
It's weird, but I'm strangely looking forward to having some structure in my life. I have to learn I can't just eat anything I want to, and when I'm too lazy to make anything, just pop to the chippy. Not going to happen anymore. By July, I want shoulder length hair (currently measuring at 1/2 an inch long) and to be 2 dress sizes smaller. If I can look hot for my graduation photo, Mammy ELC will be mega happy.
Will update soon.
ELC <3
Friday, 8 January 2010
Tuesday, 5 January 2010
New Year and other distractions
My New Year resolutions often seem to consist of things I am swearing not to do during the upcoming 12 months, but this January I have decided to focus on the positives, and create resolutions that fail to forbid me from doing the things I like (getting sloshed, eating cake and staying in bed all day) and instead help me (hopefully) onto the journey of healthy living!
(We'll see how long this lasts...)
This time last year, I was going out with a heavily tattooed and pierced "22 year old" being called Simon, who, quite frankly, had changed me. My family never liked him, and once I came tomy senses, I found out none of my friends liked him either. I was usually known as the party-girl who would be encouraging others to come out and play, I found myself often refusing nights out in favour of staying in with an idiot I was ashamed to call my boyfriend. He was stingey, insulting and generally horrific. Goodness knows why I spent 7 months of my life with him, but never mind. I was also in a call centre job which I literally dispised, and rang in sick at every open oppurtunity, just to avoid going to work. I never went to university, read any of the books on the reading list, or did anything useful with my spare time. I look back at January 2009 and I seemed like a different person.
I had three New Year Resolutions for 2009: Stop biting my nails (a traditional resolution which has never been kept, now I think I only make it because people expect me to); get a body like a Pussycat Doll (definitely not kept, unfortunately); get rid of anything and everything in my life that no longer makes me happy. So, I broke up with Simon, quit my call centre job, was made supervisor of my other part time bar job and decided to get motivated for university. All of that made my life not only brilliant, but fulfilled. Then I met Jack.
Jack Johnson (not the singer-song writer). The man I feel is literally my missing piece. I met him whilst I was still with Simon, but nothing happened for a little while. Without realising, I was falling in love with this brilliant man. A secondary school Science teacher, with passion and motivation, Jack is just amazing. I could turn into a bit of a Feminist and say I changed my own life and my current happiness is nothing to do with JJ, but it would be a lie. I can't really put into words how I feel about him, and don't really wish to, because the thoughts are mine. But you should know, he's probably the best bloke in the world.
Along with my 21st birthday and a trip to my dream destination, New York City, 2009 has been, frankly, fucking awesome. Would not change a thing. However, I am hoping 2010 may see a little change in me.
In this blog, I am going to be writing about my quest to lost 2 stone. It's weight I have wanted to lose for a while, and have decided now is the time to do it. I start Weight Watchers on Thursday, not because I am lazy, but I'm the kind of person who needs encouragement and strutcure otherwise go a little off the rails. I'll be exercising when I get time (not including the Davina fitness DVD I attempted this morning and 15 minutes in was completely knackered) and my Mum wants to start doing the Salsacize class at the local gym - we'll see how that pans out.
I also want to save money for holidays in the Summer, and possibly for a deposit on a house with JJ. We live fast, and hope to die old :)
So join me on my journey to skinnyness and richness, and hopefully to a 2:1 at university :)
ELC <3
(We'll see how long this lasts...)
This time last year, I was going out with a heavily tattooed and pierced "22 year old" being called Simon, who, quite frankly, had changed me. My family never liked him, and once I came tomy senses, I found out none of my friends liked him either. I was usually known as the party-girl who would be encouraging others to come out and play, I found myself often refusing nights out in favour of staying in with an idiot I was ashamed to call my boyfriend. He was stingey, insulting and generally horrific. Goodness knows why I spent 7 months of my life with him, but never mind. I was also in a call centre job which I literally dispised, and rang in sick at every open oppurtunity, just to avoid going to work. I never went to university, read any of the books on the reading list, or did anything useful with my spare time. I look back at January 2009 and I seemed like a different person.
I had three New Year Resolutions for 2009: Stop biting my nails (a traditional resolution which has never been kept, now I think I only make it because people expect me to); get a body like a Pussycat Doll (definitely not kept, unfortunately); get rid of anything and everything in my life that no longer makes me happy. So, I broke up with Simon, quit my call centre job, was made supervisor of my other part time bar job and decided to get motivated for university. All of that made my life not only brilliant, but fulfilled. Then I met Jack.
Jack Johnson (not the singer-song writer). The man I feel is literally my missing piece. I met him whilst I was still with Simon, but nothing happened for a little while. Without realising, I was falling in love with this brilliant man. A secondary school Science teacher, with passion and motivation, Jack is just amazing. I could turn into a bit of a Feminist and say I changed my own life and my current happiness is nothing to do with JJ, but it would be a lie. I can't really put into words how I feel about him, and don't really wish to, because the thoughts are mine. But you should know, he's probably the best bloke in the world.
Along with my 21st birthday and a trip to my dream destination, New York City, 2009 has been, frankly, fucking awesome. Would not change a thing. However, I am hoping 2010 may see a little change in me.
In this blog, I am going to be writing about my quest to lost 2 stone. It's weight I have wanted to lose for a while, and have decided now is the time to do it. I start Weight Watchers on Thursday, not because I am lazy, but I'm the kind of person who needs encouragement and strutcure otherwise go a little off the rails. I'll be exercising when I get time (not including the Davina fitness DVD I attempted this morning and 15 minutes in was completely knackered) and my Mum wants to start doing the Salsacize class at the local gym - we'll see how that pans out.
I also want to save money for holidays in the Summer, and possibly for a deposit on a house with JJ. We live fast, and hope to die old :)
So join me on my journey to skinnyness and richness, and hopefully to a 2:1 at university :)
ELC <3
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