Tuesday, December 02, 2014
I had a clear out tonight, during which I found a valentines card from the douchemonkey. I have absolutely no idea why I still have it; I went straight to rage 2 days after we broke up and (thought) I got rid of every trace of him. It's so pathetic. It's one of those cutesy generic cards, and all he's written in it is his name.
I went on a rant at myself for being stupid enough to fall for that, and to stick with someone like that for so long. I shared some less insane parts of the rant with my friend, and this is the answer I got:
Me: The hell was I thinking??
Friend: It's okay. It was just part of a big set up.
Friend: You know how muscles tear and get rebuilt stronger?
Friend: That's you.
My best friend is THE best friend.
Friday, November 28, 2014
My faith in humanity is currently hanging by a microscopic thread.
A couple of days ago I discovered that my ex had found his new girlfriend before he broke up with me. She didn’t say exactly when they started; she was too busy crying. Turns out nobody knew.
So as well as being an arrogant, selfish, misogynist with a God-complex, he’s also a lying, cheating scumbag.
The girlfriend gave him ‘a piece of her mind’ and forced him to apologise, although she doesn’t really believe it (all her words, not mine), and is still with him. Because being with a douchemonkey who makes you miserable, and may at any time cheat on you as well, is better than being single, right?
Today my colleague went to the supermarket. She wasn’t able to buy her groceries because the police had temporarily closed the store down, as people were physically fighting over items in the sale. Grown men and women playing tug of war with TVs. Getting arrested because of a desperate grab for material possessions.
Our Managing Director usually works from home, so we have been using the room outside her office as a prayer room for our particularly religious staff. This morning she was in the office, so I went through to warn her that there would be people praying in there at times during the day. The very first words out of her mouth were “we’re not paying them for that, are we??”.
What is wrong with people?
Sunday, October 12, 2014
I just realised I didn't post my measurements for after Whole30. Here they are!
Weight - 12 stone 1, 169 lbs
Neck - 34cm
Upper arm - 32.4cm
Wrist - 17cm
Low chest - 84.5cm
Waist - 79.5cm
Hips - 112cm
Thigh - 65cm
Calf - 41cm
Weight - 11 stone 9, 163 lbs (-6 lbs)
Neck - 32.7cm (-1.3cm)
Upper arm - 32cm (-0.4cm)
Wrist - 16cm (-1.0cm)
Low chest - 82.5cm (-2.0cm)
Waist - 77.4cm (-2.1cm)
Hips - 108.8cm (-3.2cm)
Thigh - 62.5cm (-2.5cm)
Calf - 40.1cm (-0.9cm)
I did drop down to 11 stone 5lbs (159 lbs) at the start when I wasn't eating anywhere near enough. Once I started getting a sensible number of calories it bounced back up, which I am totally okay with. Starving myself is so not the way to go. Ever.
After bringing peanut butter back into my diet with no side effects, I decided to give milk a try, and I am severely disappointed to find I've had some not-so-great reactions to it. I'll not go into detail but trust me, it's bad. I do seem to be able to handle it in small doses, so I could have tea with milk (thank the Lord, I can still be English!) but ice cream and yoghurt etc are out. Sad face.
Now onto some good results. You know that mysteriously feeling happy that people have apparently reported while on Whole30? I've had that the last few days. You know, since I started eating 'bad' food again. The other day I was even smiling on the way to work. That NEVER happens! And it made me realise how long it's been since I just felt happy in myself. So it turns out restrictions, even self-inflicted ones, make me a seriously unhappy bunny. See, I'm learning.
The other good result - after pb and milk I decided to try eating bread again. I went to the bread aisle in the supermarket. I picked up the bread. I read the ingredients. For like 5 minutes. I put the bread back down again. I walked away. Seriously, I looked at every single brand of brown bread they had, and there was not one ingredients list with less than 15 items on it. I'm just not putting that kind of stuff in my body any more.
And a final good point. Before Whole30 I always, always struggled to meet my fibre goal for the day. I couldn't fathom how people got that much into their diets without some kind of supplement. But once I sorted out my calories on day 7 or whenever it was, I have met my fibre goal every single day.
So even though I hated it, Whole30 has made some really good changes in my life.
Wednesday, October 08, 2014
Last night I sat down and ate a whole bag of sweets in one sitting.
I don't feel the slightest bit guilty about it. They were the most delicious thing I have eaten in over a month, no question.
I can deal with the odd nomming session like that. I've just got to make sure it doesn't keep happening on a regular basis.
Sunday, October 05, 2014
I ran the Great Scottish Run 10k race today, and am therefore too knackered for a full-on blog.
My legs hate me.
It was a fantastic atmosphere at the race, even though I was far too tired and had leaden legs before we even started. I'm getting a cold so I wasn't expecting anything time-wise, which actually made it a bit better. I did run up almost all the hills though, which I'm very proud of. Normally I avoid hills at all costs.
I was just running for the sake of it, but most people were running it for charity. Reading people's "I am running for..." signs helped distract me from my heavy legs. I saw:
In memory of Emily Nelson. Who, from the photo, couldn't have been older than 3 or 4.
Scottish Association for Mental Health
7 different cancer charities (has anyone else ever thought they could work much faster if they all joined into one big charity and shared their money? Just me?)
Beat - a charity that works with people with eating disorders
Finding a cure for Lupus
and so many others I will never remember them all.
Of course, there were also the funny ones:
Run?? I thought you said RUM!!
Training for the Pokemon league
The pint at the end
Why is everyone chasing me!?
I had no sign on my back. They annoy me.
And finally, I am in love with that foil blanket. Best invention ever.
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