In keeping with the general lack of updates to this poor blog so far this year, I've not mentioned much about weight loss efforts - or lack of them, even.
I fell massively by the wayside with swimming, mainly because of having to conserve funds for Christmas (should've made getting a membership my new year's resolution...oh well). The healthy eating also went south because I could never get near the kitchen in the previous place (but I will not divulge the details of this issue on a public blog). Then Christmas came and that was that - I piled a lot back on again.
I've taken baby steps to get fit again. For late shifts I usually walk to my nearest station, which is a good half hour usually (and that's supposed to be the daily minimum of exercise required I do believe). I am trying to swim a bit more often, but my nearest pool's a bit of a distance from me - then again, I have been known to walk up there as a warm-up, swim, then get the bus back. I've also been going on long rambles round the southside, from my end at the top of Queen's Park down to Pollokshaws Burgh Hall, then cutting back up through the smaller streets and making my way back up Kilmarnock Road and home. Not sure of the exact distance, but it must be a couple of miles at least.
Needless to say, I stopped updating the app on my phone with regards to food consumed, exercise being done and weight being lost. However, last night, while struggling to sleep I decided I would finally bite the bullet and weigh myself at long last.
When I'd last weighed myself, probably in about October or maybe November, I weighed 14st 2lbs. When I weighed myself last night, I was 13st exactly.
I know, I'm pretty gobsmacked as well. And I'm still not the weight I should be for my height. But hey - it's an improvement on my weight last year, which I think could have been anything up to seventeen stone (I'm actually ashamed I let it get that bad...*shudder*). It now also brings my BMI score to 29.37, meaning that I fall under the 'overweight' category as opposed to 'obese'.
I still have some way to go, though. I reckon I could lose a stone by August, when my cousin's wedding comes round. Ambitious I know, but I'm willing to try - I've come this far.
