Almost there

It's been a while since my last update, because quite honestly I've not been in the mood, PMA notwithstanding! The main reason for this is that I've been miserable! It serms my weight loss (now a measly 1kg away from 3 stone) seems to have exposed some serious lower back issues - I've not been able to exercise this year, and even standing at the sink to wash up or prepare food leads to backpain which then follows the sciatic nerve right into the crown jewels, and it's bloody uncomfortable.  So I've been feeling sorry for myself 🙄. However, help is on the way with an MRI! Maybe this will get to the bottom of these issues which I've had on & off for years.

There's another reason for this ennui, and that's that I've seen the losses slow almost to a standstill, and the frustration which arises from that. I know there are only a few weeks left, and I know that my life has already completely changed and there is no way I would go back or not do this, but such is human nature that, as Freddie sang, I want it all! Where previously this was pies, now it's grams! There is, quite liderally, no pleasing some people! I mean, FFS, 250g off breaking into the 70s....get a grip, man! Better yet, stop fretting about the numbers!

Radical steps have been taken this week to try & get things moving downwards again, in the shape of a greatly reduced intake of tea with milk. Of all the things I've had to put aside in the last 5 months, I think I surprised myself & certainly Vanusa with the strength of my reaction to this, and my attempts to find "um jeitinho" around it. 

The "jeitinho" (literally small way) is something Brazilians use to try & get round or out of things! But unfortunately Nutritionional Science doesn't much care about your trying to talk your way out of something, so I had to admit defeat. However, I can still have a brew with a meal, as then I'm having the calories at the same time & not boosting them every couple of hours, so it's not all doom & gloom.

I took the afternoon off yesterday, and the healing powers of an amble in the park with blue skies & watery sunshine was quite the tonic, just what I needed, that PMA making its presence felt once more! So on we go, a few more weeks on a plan, then mastering the separation anxiety of losing my crutch & nutritionist guru and having to go out into the world of food again & put what I've learned into action. Maintenance.

Some fun stuff to report. 18 months ago on a business trip to Malaysia, my trousers split getting into a taxi after a decent lunch...FML etc. The emergency trousers I bought on the way back to the office that day now actually fall down if I unbutton them to have a slash, so I felt like a little boy again the other day, trousers slipping down to my ankles, having a wee! 

A few years ago I bought a London 2012 t-shirt in a charity shop, but it was a Medium, so my XL self just used to wear it and look really really buff...it now fits normally, so that's another win. 

The picture below is a couple of weeks back, wearing a Medium jumper! This sort of stuff is great, really tangible changes - though I'm glad the shops are still closed so I can't restock quite yet 🤣🤣.

I had the Covid jab this week- the GP had me listed as BMI obese & pre-diabetic, I found out afterwards, the last and only advantage of being a fat knacker!

I also did another comparison photo, so look away now, but this is what 3 stone looks like! At least this one didn't make me cry with rage! Got to move on, really no point dwelling on the past. What was, was, what will be will be, with apologies to Doris.

Thanks to everyone who's read these blogs, my facebook posts, listened to me wittering on - if any of it has struck a chord & inspired you to get started, I could not be more delighted.