As opposed to a weigh in. If you hadn't got what I was getting at, that is.
SO, here it is. Please don't laugh, that is just rude. I can see there is no change!!
Patience is a virtue, I imagine? The more I look at this the more I keep thinking if anything I look BIGGER this week than I did last! How ridiculous is that!
In measuring however if you'd believe it I've lost half an inch on my bum (not difficult given the size) and a depressing half inch on my boobs. Why couldn't it just come of my waist? WHY?! My poor boobs, they'll be all gone by the time I'm the size I want to be! But then, I don't really want fat boobs either.
This week was difficult, I'm not going to lie. Once upon a time (back in the summer before I came to uni...) a gym session in which I did an hour on the cross trainer (an 'elliptical...') followed by 15 minutes of light weights and 30 sit ups was just pretty standard.
Somehow, I've dive-bombed into the land of the pathetic. By giving it my all this week, in each session I managed to workout only 20 minutes on the X-Trainer, 20 minutes uphill speedwalking on the treadmill and 10 minutes bike. How bad is that?! I actually can't believe it, how did it get this bad?!
Just to add insult to injury, I also only burned a meagre 350 calories every session at the start of the week. These last few times though I've been trying pretty hard and I've pushed it to 400 calories, in about the same time, so that's got to be at least a small improvement. At least now I can have 400 calories burned in a gym session as the bar I've got to reach, which is less embarrassing.
In terms of food - I find that much easier to control. Just count the calories, use some common sense, don't go crazy. Unfortunately I didn't account for my friends and I going for an impromptu McDonald's the day after I started. There is nothing sadder than a person in McDonald's only having a drink when everyone else is eating.
Elena and Lizzie, not even feeling bad. Look at that attitude! The urge to take their chicken burgers and launch them across the room was pretty high, I'm not going to pretend!
And lastly. I have created my super fit and healthy diary of all things wonderful. Look at it.
Using all of my significant brain power, I first tried to stick the pictures on this cute and expensive little Moleskine notebook (http://www.moleskine.com/gb/) using nail varnish, in the absence of PVA glue. When this failed, I belatedly discovered selotape in my drawer. Hence why there are smudges all over. So, I essentially wrapped this expensive book in nail-varnishy paper and selotape. Beaut.
But, the point of this book is to keep record of my weekly picture-ins, my measure-ins, and to keep track of my calorie burning and a daily food diary. It is, to be perfectly frank, a CHUB DIARY. Yes, I'm going to call it my Chub Diary. In a lovely, affectionate kind of way. I'm freakishly attached to it. I had a panic the other morning when I couldn't find it, to tell it that like every other day this week, I'd had granola for breakfast again. Its a hard life.
Anyway, this is week two beginning. Here's to a smaller bum by next week's picture-in!
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