Wedding Day

So, my brother got married on Saturday.  It was a wonderful day.  Full of friends and family.  And love.

No-one, not even me, was worrying or wondering as to whether I had in fact dropped a dress size.  And I don’t know.  Because I had my mother’s dress reworked and it was lovely.  In fact I got lots and lots of compliments on it – and many questions to know where it came from.  So I was pleased.

Not quite so pleased about how I looked in the photos though.  From the ones I’ve seen on peoples’ digital cameras for some reason I had my hand on my hip and my leg stuck out in the ‘official’ photos which just looks a bit weird when everyone else is standing normally.  Gaargh.

Oh well.

It may also be safe to assume that the quantity of food eaten and wine and other drinks drunk (starting with half a bottle of whisky imbibed with my brother on Thursday night and ending with ridiculously strong Pimms last night) mean that I have no doubt put back pn any weight I may have lost in the preceding weeks.

I’m sure there are times to learn how to be restrained during weekends of jollity and celebration – but this wasn’t one of them.

I will continue the blog though – would still like to ‘drop a dress size’

Ho Hum

Well according to my Stats, on Sunday I was back to 12st 2lb which is where I was 4 weeks’ ago.  How annoying is that?  At the beginning of this malarkey I was dropping so consistently despite still going out and away and then it all shot back up for no apparent reason.

I’m going assume that some of Sunday’s weigh in was period bloat.  Although it’s perfectly possible it was Friday, Saturday and Sunday eating and drinking bloat!  I did do a long walk in the countryside on Saturday though.  And yesterday was pretty much a fruit and veg day (with the odd bit of yoghurt and some Turkish wraps).

So this morning I was pleased to be just over 12st.  But oh my, how wonderful it would be to be below 12st.  Do you think it will happen before the wedding?  I’ve been pretty restrained again today: oats and fruit and yog for brekkie.  Big salad with tinned salmon for (late) lunch.  Same again for supper with a few new potatoes.  And a delicious, single, salty caramel chocolate in between.

Stats 7

Weight: 12st 2lb (170lb, 77.1kg)

Chest: 39″ (99.06 cm)

Waist: 34″ (86.36 cm)

Hips: 42″ (106.68 cm)

Dress Size: 14(UK)

Trying on Dresses

So, I went to try on dresses yesterday and with 10 days to go I don’t appear to have succeeded in dropping a dress size.  However I do appear to be a definite size 14 now and not a 14/16 so I guess I can say I’ve dropped half a size.

TOTM is on the way so I could be a little bit bloated – there’s time yet folks.

Bored and Frustrated

I’m getting really bored of this now.  And quite frustrated.  For six weeks I’ve been focussing on my weight.  And nothing is bloody happening.  Oh yes, I know that I haven’t exactly been eating like a rabbit – wine has been drunk, good food has been eaten.  But I’ve got much, much better at not snacking, and I’ve barely touched biscuit, cake or chocolate.  Well maybe not barely, but not very much.

And what’s the result – today I’m a meagre couple of pounds lighter than I was at the start.  I know that I said it’s all been a good learning experience seeing how my weight fluctuates depending on the time of the month, and I know that as my period is expected I’m probably a bit bloated – after all how can I have put on almost 4 lbs in just a couple of days – but honestly, I want to see some results folks.

I have no idea what dress size I am at the moment – all my clothes still fit, none seem any looser than they were at the start of this.  I’ll have to go dress shopping this week – which given the TOTM means I’ll get frustrated and feel fat and horrible.  Not how I wanted it to be.

Size 12 – yeah right, like that’s going to happen any time soon.  Who was I kidding?

Stats 6

Weight: 12st 3lb (171lb, 77.5kg)

Chest: 39.5″ (100.3 cm)

Waist: 34″ (86.36 cm)

Hips: 42″ (106.68 cm)

Dress Size: 14-16 (UK)

Yay

I know it’s not weigh in time, but hurrah, I weighed just over 12st this morning.  I may have been a bit dehydrated but it’s definitely put my in positive mood.  I’m not quite sure what that blip up to 12st 6lbs at the beginning of the week was all about – guess it had a lot to do with bloating and water weight – weird that it really got heavy a few days after my ovulation though.

It’s been quite a revelation following my body quite closely through a monthly cycle.

(This morning’s weight might also have something to do with the fact I didn’t really have supper last night.  Not intentionally but I was at a work drinks – drank water and ate a few olives – and then a drinks party – 2.5 glasses white wine but no food on offer.  I got home well after eleven and had a handful of almonds and, and I realise this probably sounds quite disgusting, a bowl of chickpeas and branston pickle!  Well I had no bread or crackers in the house.  Pretty much the only instant food I had were nuts, cucumber, lentils and chickpeas.  I didn’t want to start cooking just to drop into bed but I needed to eat something otherwise I’d have been too hungry to eat.  What prompted me to add pickle to chickpeas I don’t know – guess I thought I needed something to perk them up a little.  Don’t think I’ll be serving it at a dinner party though.

Stomach Cramps

Since yesterday I have been beset by stomach cramps.  The kind that mean I can’t stand up straight.  I’m not sure what’s going on.  Sort of like period pain only not.  I thought at first it was just ovulation pain but it seems to have continued and gone bilateral.

Bizarrely this morning despite the pain I had the most amazing munchies.  But now I’m feeling a bit queasy and don’t really feel like eating.

Stats 5

Weight: 12st 6lb (174lb, 78.9kg)

Chest: 40″ (101.6cm)

Waist: 35″ (88.8cm)

Hips: 43″ (109.2cm)

Dress Size: 14-16 (UK)

And Up Again

OK, so maybe this daily weighing thing really is bad for you.  I appear to have put on 4lbs since yesterday!  Now that really can’t be possible surely.

I think I’m ovulating at the moment, so I wonder if I can chalk it up to that.  Does that mean that each month I’m going to get bloated and carry water weight between ovulation and my period?  That would be two weeks out of four.  Two weeks in every month that I’m around half a stone heavier than the other two – good grief.

I guess the only thing to do is to bring the non-bloated baseline weight down so that even with the pre-menstrual increase I’m still a relatively decent weight.

Hmm, watching my body like this is proving to be an interesting journey