Wow.

Feeling old. Feeling even older when phrases like “where did last year go” fly from my lips, like a fart from an old ladies bottom.

So it’s January.  I’m older, fatter and none the wiser and hence have joined a gym.  Actually, being older and fatter but at least a little bit wiser, I have actually joined a health club.  With a lovely big pool, saunas, steam rooms and best of all, lots of loungers round the pool to read your book on and look as though you’re on an expensive spa day. (Which I have been on, many times, at this very place).

I plan to make it my new best friend.  A shot in the gym, a class, a swim and a read of my book.  Bliss. I can cycle there if I like, but as there is also a new LIDL on the way, chances are I’ll take PET2 and grab some shopping while I’m out.

I’m going to be juicing with Joe on Monday 9th – a five day detox which will hopefully kick start the new me. The current me is happy to potter around, eat what I like, when I like and not really bother too much about it.   The current me is in a longstanding love affair with my superkingsize bed but has a winter lover, a new kid who has me infatuated, needing constant daily contact.  The New Kid is a real fire.

Moving into town last year was decorated with lots of plans to walk into town, hear a couple of bands, say my hellos and goodbyes and wander home.  This has yet to happen.  New kid and I just snuggle up together, I’m mesmerised and don’t want to leave his company.

Lots to do on the to do list today, so I’d best shift carcass and start achieving.

Laters Diary.

 

 

 

Again, started off well. 

The scales delivered 12st 5 – a total of 10lbs weightloss in just over a week. I happily went back to the car boot sale veg man to deliver my good news and stock up. 

 30 apples, 20 kiwis and a load of other fruit and veg later, I was back at home juicing up breakfast. Ripe kiwis were awesome, made the juice into a smoothis without even trying. 

Again it was a day of providing food for others whilst trying to avoid eating it, but the memory of yesterday’s soup was too good, so I had soup around 3pm, then another about 6pm. That in itself would have been sort of ok, but the apple pie and custard was definitely not part of the plan. 

I retreated to bed at 8.30pm to avoid more damage being done. 

So not much to report on day 8 – a walk with the dog and an ironing marathon were my exercise – must try and step this up in the next two weeks, I’ve got a small bowl of apple pie and custard to work off 😟

Ciao.

Ok, so this evening I was tempted to eat something. Not massively tempted, just Friday night seemed a little bit empty without food or alcohol and I would probably have reached for a hot chocolate had I not been strong. 

Might watch FSAND with my children tomorrow night, they are all keen on nutrition etc, and it might help keep the motivation levels high. 

Actually my wardrobe is motivation enough – so many things in there which I used to wear before I gained nearly 2 stone. 

Have already been wearing trousers which I couldn’t have worn last week, and have tried on and identified key pieces to use as targets. 

Breakfast this morning was kale,  

red pepper, broccoli, cucumber, rhubarb and apple with an avocado blitzed in it. Lunch was same juice without the avocado, supper was strawberry, cucumber and mint. 

  Weightloss to date 9lbs, cannot wait to get on scales tomorrow morning and get an update! 

Last night was a bit tough – meeting up with friends for supper and watching as the enjoyed a wonderful spread. I stuck to my herbal tea (three of them) and was proud of myself. 

Today was great, beetroot, avocado and apple smoothie for breakfast, carrot beetroot celery cucumber apple for lunch and pineapple and Chinese leaf tonight. 

I am still cooking for the boys, but have no desire to eat with them. 7lbs off this morning. 

My lodger, who inspired it has just completed 7 days and lost over a stone!! 

I know that if I were reading this, I’d be sceptical. All those diet adverts saying the weight simply falls away? I’ve never believed them either but I’m here to assure you this isn’t hype. 

Wore a dress today which last time I tried it on was actually unwearable it was so tight. 

Ta-da!

Day four begins and my motivation hasn’t wavered! Had a good day at work yesterday evangelising about my new found faith. 

Started yesterday with beetroot, carrot, broccoli stalk, apple and ginger. Lunch was rhubarb, carrot, apple, celery and ginger. Fortunately we have a juice bar at work so I just had it all juiced while I waited. 

Got home and didn’t fancy anything – apart from craving the slow cooked brisket on Sunday I really haven’t felt hungry. 

Joined a local fat class but omitted to tell them I was juicing as I didn’t think they would appreciate it. I joined because I think it would be a good resource to stay on track, and sadly there isn’t a local juice reboot class! 

Pretended to be reading and taking in all their info, but wasn’t tempted off juice street by their free foods and 15 syns. 

This morning the scales report another 1lb off, making 6 so far. Am not expecting anything tomorrow, but another one by Sunday would prove the whole 7lbs in 7 days is entirely possible!

Having only completed 3 days, I’m chuffed to bits!

X

So day 2 wasn’t all that bad really. In fact I had fewer juices than day 1, only 1 avocado and 1 banana and the rest was carrot, cucumber, broccoli and apple. 

Managed to source some elusive kale, which had become a little like the search for the holy kale. Found it in my farm shop. Reboot swears by kale, so I added some, along with a raw beetroot which my friend Andrew said would turn my pee pink, but it didn’t. 

Despite the disappointingly pale pee, I pressed on. Today will be the first day at work on the reboot. Shouldn’t be too much of a problem – we actually have a juice bar at work. 

Another reason why it’s so crazy I haven’t done this sooner. I just don’t get me at times. 

Have just looked through my wardrobe and there are dozens of items which don’t fit me – by losing weight I would literally have a whole new wardrobe!

I’ve lost 5lbs so far, went for a lovely walk yesterday for an hour, off to fat class tonight for the first time but am not going to tell them I’m juicing. I don’t think they would like that. 

A juice class would be great, but we don’t have them. 

Off to juice! 

X

So I got through day one. It wasn’t that bad really, although deciding to slow cook a piece of brisket with onion gravy for the boys was a bit of a killer. The willpower I never knew I had came into force, helped by reading success stories on the Reboot with Joe website. 

  I had a bath early evening, and probably 4 or 5 juices along with a huge amount of water, probably 4 litres I would guess, so water featured pretty strongly in my day. If I wasn’t bathing in it or drinking it, I was passing it. 

Today is day two, am laid here in bed at 0630 recognising a familiar rumble in my lower intestine and frankly quite excited about going to the bathroom. 

I knew juice people got obsessive but really – I’m excited about having a poo??!! Joe Cross, what HAVE you done to me??!

Ciao x

I believe people are sent to you for a reason. You might not realise it at the time, but at some point it will all become clear just why a certain person was sent to you, and what they taught you.  

The clever ones notice at the time and act accordingly. 

We had a lovely lodger living with us for a year, and she just moved out in March. She was a fitness fanatic. She went to the gym 3 or 4 times a week, often doing two classes a night. She was slim and healthy, and often invited me to go with her.

I never went.  She did park runs on a Saturday morning.  Although I’d lost nearly 8 stone on my weightloss journey, my fitness was nowhere near hers. 

Although I kind of knew that if I went along I’d end up getting fitter, I never went.  While she lived here, her boyfriend also took up the fitness/weight loss gauntlet and lost a staggering 3 stone in 3 months.

I knew that could have been me, and I felt disappointed that I had let the opportunity go by. 

Instead, in the year she was here, I put on nearly 2 stone, emotional eating due to a damaging relationship, apathy, comfort eating, not cycling the 16 miles a day to work I’d been doing the previous year.

When she left we were all distraught, like we were losing a member of the family. We weren’t sure we’d find another lodger like her, and I felt like I had missed a great opportunity to get properly fit for once in my life.

We had a month lodger free, then the new guy moved in last week.  Slightly overweight and by his own admission, a geek, he immediately announced that he was going to embark on a juice fast, having seen the movie Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead. 

I told him he didn’t need to buy a juicer, I had a good one sitting gathering dust at the back of a cupboard. He bought all his fruit and veg and began his journey.  

On day two, I decided to watch the movie.  Inspired, I then watched the follow up, Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead 2. Then I had two Breakaways and a chocolate brownie.

I woke up this morning with the same thought that I have every single morning – ugh, I feel so fat, my life would be so much better if I lost weight. Then it hit me.

The new lodger was sent to me to inspire me to a juice fast. Nothing had ever been clearer to me. It was like an epiphany. 

So off I went to the car boot sale to buy fruit and veg at knock down market prices from the traders there.  Filled up my cow print trolley and couldn’t wait to get started.

  I weighed myself, and promised myself that, 4 weeks from today, celebrating my birthday in Paris with friends, I WILL be thinner.

Wish me luck!