Starting today... 2st to lose.

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Whilst shopping with my super slim friend over the weekend I realised just how fat I feel - and getting on the scales provided proof. I've put on 2 stone - 1 stone of which has come on very recently ( think a month or two?!).
Other than looking lumpy and increasingly featureless, my legs are achy and I don't feel like I've woken up properly ever.
So, I'm going to start on the diet today. The plan is to eat lots of veg and fruits, lean meats, and limited carbs. I'm going to have 3 decent sized meals a day, and not snack unless I'm truely hungry.

I'm going to weigh myself and post on here every Tuesday. Anyone who wants to join in please do!

Starting weight; 11st 13.
(Target weight 10st so 1st 13lbs to lose)

Funny, men usually overestimate sizes don't they . I'm sure you're right and that it can't make that much difference to your results if he didn't measure you again, but yay! to being taller and having a lower BMI! Wish I could be stretched a bit, 5ft 7" sounds perfect to me.

Ds decided at the last minute that he didn't want to dress up. It was too much of a departure from the norm for him I think. He enjoyed seeing others dressed up though, and I think that a Jedi outfit may be an investment for the future! Must cost a fortune for some people though, especially if like you, they've got 3 to find costumes for. That or a lot of time making them.

I have ordered BFBM!! I hope it won't kill me! Quite excited I'm about due for a change. I've reached a point I'm happy with with my diet so I think a shake-up in my exercise regime may give an extra boost to my metabolism.

Yes, the programme was a bit unsatisfying in that respect, I wanted to be told what I should be doing to lose weight without trying but I think that was because as they said exercise should be tailored to individuals, so one person may find running each morning hugely beneficial while another would get nothing out of that (apart from a stitch) but love weights or boxing. Depends on whether you need to lose weight or watch insulin levels or have depression too I suppose. T'is the future anyway.

I've made all their costumes in previous years - well, put something together from what we had. We've done, Captain Pepper (a pirate), Where's Wally, Tom from Beast Quest (that was a challenge as he has to wear armour under scruffy clothes) Dennis the Menace and others, too many to remember - hence the costume buying this year.

Dd wants to be Princess Holly from Ben and Holly (we do have some books of it). Fortunately she had a fairy outfit for her birthday, so that was easy.

I am expected a rather unsettled ds1 this evening what with Book Day and Cricket Club.

I am so pleased you've bought BFBM, bit nervous that you won't like it or will think its ridiculously easy and I'm just a wimp now though.

I was a little frustrated when I realised the programme wasn't going to tell me the best way to get fit. If everyone is different and some people are non-responders, how do you know what you should be doing? Trial and error I guess.

Right, off to toddler group. I don't know why I hate it so much, its better than the church hall type ones. Time just seems to drag when I'm there and an hour and half feels like three.

I really don't know where you've got the idea that I'm incredibly fit from! I think I'm one of those non-responders they were talking about. I've lost weight and toned up but if I try to do anything different (I.e. not a Davina DVD that I know off by heart) or have a break of a few days, I'm a wheezy mess. At least I'm now a smaller wheezy mess .

I've never enjoyed toddler group/coffee morning type things. I'm just not very good at groups basically, unless I already know them. This is the closest I've ever come to joining something! Hope your toddler group was ok in the end? What is it you don't like? I've never appreciated the assumption that just because you all have children you will have loads in common, that and singing the wheels on the bus.

Ds1 and 2 had a Chinese last night and I had an omelett and roasted peppers, mushrooms, onion, and asparagus! The kids had one because we had promised ds1 one as he's going back to Uni at the weekend and where he is there isn't a decent take away and he's missed them, and obviously ds2 wanted the treat too. But dh and I decided that no, we really didn't want one especially as we're going out on Saturday and that is the treat day. I know I'm going on about it a bit too much but this really is quite a big deal for me !!

So now I'm feeling virtuous and staring the weekend proudly in the face. I can shout 'BRING IT ON' to Jillian and the Rocky music can start and I'll be gorgeous and be able to wear a bikini ...

I don't think you give yourself enough credit. From what I've heard/read/seen the Davina dvds are by no means easy and I only need to reference your waist measurement for evidence!

I tend to always feel I'm on the outside of toddler groups. It always feels like everyone knows everyone, except me and I am just in the way. This one isn't quite as bad, because its a different group of people each week rather than paying per term like some and I like the fact that I don't feel obliged to go every single week. Also, the playleader is the Mum of a boy in ds2's class who's very like me, in that she will speak/chat occasionally, but doesn't get into all the playground mafia stuff and we get on quite well, as do our boys. There is a core clique of Mums who go regularly, but they are ok-ish.

Yesterday was interesting actually, as the core group didn't go and dd was the oldest child there. Everyone else seemed to be really young mums with babies or toddlers ranging from about 12 months to almost 2. I felt absolutely ancient and they all kept asking me lots of questions, like I must have all the answers because I'm sooooo old! A couple of them were really young and not very confident, so it was nice to be able to make them feel welcome, rather than feeling like the outsider.

While I was there I could see ds1's class taking the Reception children out onto the field one by one to do a treasure hunt for Book Day and my heart sank. I knew Book Day alone would mess up ds's day, not to mention cricket club, but no-one told us in advance that they were going to be doing the treasure hunt, so I was expecting a mess when I picked him up and sure enough, he was all over the place.

Apparently one of the other boys in his year gave away the answers before they went and ds1 got really upset about it and cried, then he lost his reception child and had to go searching for him in a panic. He eventually found him hiding behind the climbing wall, apparently was very proud of himself for evading a big boy. What they were thinking sending ds1 off on his own with a little one and no adult help is beyond me. He was white as a sheet with big black circles under his eyes when I went to get him and we had back to back meltdowns and tears all evening, including a spectacular meltdown when he thought he's accidentally deleted his game file off the PS1 - he hadn't, thank heavens.

Poor boy, is exhausted and can't cope with all this chopping and changing - its been two full days of disruption this week. The first one was a visit from the NSPCC and ChildLine and I think it really upset him. He's just not emotionally mature enough to handle the talk they gave about child abuse etc and from the questions he asked afterwards it was plain he was confused and hadn't understood it. I was really cross actually, because they didn't tell me why they were coming in and only y5 and y6 were involved because the other pupils weren't considered emotionally mature enough. Ds1 is considered to be about age 6/7 emotionally, compared to his 10 year old peer group and they should have thought of that beforehand.

Well done for resisting the lure of the take-away. I don't think I could have done it. Hope you have a scrumptious treat day to make up for missing out.

Noooo - not the Rocky Music! While I was in labour with ds1 (very long, very painful back to back labour) dh watched three Rocky films end to end and now whenever I hear the music it makes me want to throw up!

Music's a bit pants on the Jillian dvds truth be told, but the workout makes up for it. I never shout bring it on to Jillan - more like expletives and 'shut up' etc!

Oh right, ahem - yes weigh-in.

I have indeed weighed in this morning (as I have every day this week) and am willing to report:

Friday 2 March 2012: 10 stone 13lbs (153lbs)

It seems to be pretty stable, so I am going to take it as a base-line and hope for at least a pound loss next week, once my errant period has arrived. Been feeling like it could be any minute and having cramps for over a week now. Last month was really short, so I thought it might have arrived by now, but nope, still waiting. Blooming peri-menopause.

That's good isn't it? Especially as you're due a period. Welcome to the 10 stone something club!

I always feel like I want to give your ds a cuddle. He has the weight of the world on his shoulders as it is without giving him so much responsibility and then introducing child abuse into his world . Seriously, what were they thinking?! I would have thought they would have had to inform all the parents about this anyway.
Ds2 hates it when anyone cheats or gives away answers but he reacts very differently and will give the miscreant a wallop or an earful , which is healthier for him but has other rather obvious drawbacks.

So sorry about the Rocky flashback! what on earth was he doing watching bloody movies while you were in agony giving him the gift of another child?! He should have been rubbing your back to whale music (why do people find that relaxing by the way?).

May I remind you that your waist is only 1/2 an inch bigger than mine so I will remain nervous of Jillian.

Very much looking forward to tomorrow's meal out. It's at a friend's house and she is an amazing cook. We were meant to go on the Saturday it snowed but we got to Hagley (they live in Birmingham) and had to turn back. I was so angry with dh; I'd been telling him 'erm, you do know it's snowing later' and 'um, it's snowing now...like I said it was going to' and 'why are we driving to Birmingham, it's snowing really hard now'. But oh no, he knows best. So anyway, we're trying again! I've got a stinking cold but ignoring it.

I'm still 10st exactly so fingers crossed I may actually be 9 something next week but thinking realistically about Saturday night I'm assuming probably not.

We were told the NSPCC were coming in and that there would be an out of schedule assembly which would mess up his schedule, but not that it was a talk on child abuse - of every kind and using childline etc. I thought it was to do with a recent sponsored quiz thing they did to raise money for the NSPCC.

Ds was so confused afterwards and even thought he could phone childline for any of his 1 million worries a day. He suffers from such high anxiety and literally worries about every tiny thing. I have had to work hard to get him to agree that its better for him to speak to me, daddy, grandma, his teacher, his ASD teacher or any other trusted adult first, before he resorts to childline. I could just see him phoning them every five minutes.

Apparently he told the lady that he'd seen child sexual abuse taking place in the playground. Turned out there had been some teasing that if one of his friends didn't do a dare he would have to kiss ds1 as a forfeit. Which of course is unacceptable, but not exactly child abuse. So his teacher, his dad and I have all now had long talks with him about why it was wrong and how we understand why it upset him and made him feel embarassed and uncomfortable so he should have told an adult, but that its not the same as what the lady was trying to tell them about.

About Rocky. Dh only started watching them when I'd been in labour for over 24 hours and growled at him every time he came anywhere near me. We'd been sent home from the hospital for not progressing and I was draped over the back of the sofa wailing with each contraction and intermittently crawling around the room. By that point he daren't even look at me for fear of having his head bitten off. He was very supportive - honest and my behaviour improved once I'd had an epidural safely installed. I was much better behaved for my other two labours.

Fair enough, he's forgiven then

I can imagine ds2 phoning Childline constantly too. I was incredibly unreasonable last night, asking him to come off the PS3 to eat his take-away Chinese so that he had no choice but to hit me. This morning I unreasonably expected him to get dressed and clean his teeth. Seriously, you'd have thought I'd asked him, nay forced him, to dance naked in the street. Actually he may have done that.

That actually reminds me of when ds1 was small (about 6) and a child he had been playing with was a bit mean to him. The first I knew about it was the knock at the door and the two police officers stood there. They patiently explained what an emergency was while he was sat gazing up at them from the bath! Still maintained it was very very serious though!

at your ds1 having a bath time police interview! Not to mention your ds2 dancing naked in the street.

Us Mums are such thoroughly unreasonable individuals aren't we!

Its good in some ways though I suppose, at least they know who they can/should go to if God forbid they ever really need to.

Yes, you're quite right, I've been a bit flippant there but thank goodness we have Childline and children are taught that there are always people they can go to if they can't talk to their parents. I'm sure they're very good at picking out the kids that really need the help from the more confused.

As an aside, I hope madwoman hasn't been buried alive under a load of tax forms/receipts/whatever

I know, I've been worrying where she is as well. She has an incredibly busy life, so hoping she's just snowed under and there's nothing up.

Alive and kicking, honest!

Replied twice to lamb's lovely pm with recipes on the thread, and posted two hugio blithely responses on consecutive days, and both got eaten by the mn troll. I was actually fairly convinced that my third attempt had made it, but scanning up thread, nada. So hopefully this one will, or I'm going to lose the will to live....

Boot camp was hideous. bit I will persevere. And my week has been spectacularly manic. All taxes files (I am dead proud of myself. I still can't believe I've taught myself to run payroll, sort out a non-compliance issue going back a year and a half, and do the year end filing. I have never in my life done this stuff before. )

Anyway, yesterday ds1 had his first camhs/ psych appointment. I really really like her, but it was a bit scary. He's seen psychs for assessment and stuff before, but this is for - real counselling stuff, so a bit closer to the bone and so more uncomfortable for him and us, I think. You're always a bit worried about what conclusions they are going to draw. she said she was going to chat to ds, dh and I together and then chat to ds on his own for a while, but half way through she changed her mind and asked ds to wait in the waiting room whilst she talked to dh and I. I had taken his psycho ed results with me and she flicked throu them and her first comment was 'this is remarkable. He must be sooooooo frustrated.' so I like her already. She seems to 'get' that he really struggles ( the fact that he was ok answering stuff about how old his sisters were, etc etc, and then when she started asking slightly more nebulous questions even his physical demeanour was different, he sort of leant over in his seat, rocked back and forth, used his hands to rub his face and head, and couldn't answer anything, and was in an obvious state of internal struggle might have given her a clue...) and arranged to see him again on his own in just over a week.

I then had to drop him off at school and pick dd2 up and drive her into the city for casting for her AFOs, so it's a good thing I don't have a blooming job. It gave me a good chance to mull over the morning appointment though, and it really made me wonder yet again if taking him out of school is the solution. He's getting more and more stressed by expectations, and he kept mentioning 'rules' (which made me laugh a bit - our house rules are pretty much 'eat and drink something before school, brush your teeth, and don't miss the bus' but the fact that he's expected to do all this in a short time frame means that it's a rare morning indeed when all three get done - I just think even that much pressure is too much for him, and he physically can't do it. He really needs to have every expectation to removed for a while so that can readjust I think, and then he might be able to get the stuff done. Chicken and egg.

God, I'm boring. honestly, I hope she helps him/us somehow because I'm in danger of putting myself to sleep fretting over him!

Dd2's casting was fine. She was a bit twitchy and juddery so he got me to hold her leg down, but it was all just muscle response to being in a new situation rather than any explicit fear, so she was fine. And has chosen pink and orange camo lol, so she's happy.

I have lost 1/2 pound. but tbh I'm not surprised, I think my body has gone into panic mode again as I've been stressy and not sleeping or eating at the right times etc. next week should be calmer. I have a friend who is really struggling at the mo (signed off work for three months so far with I assume stress -her cortisol levels and everything are completely out of whack, v teary and not sleeping etc) so I'm going to see if she wants to come with me to take the dogs out every day and get some fresh air. Not entirely altruistic, as trying to get her out will hopefully force me to concentrate on reducing my own stress levels etc, but keeping my fingers crossed she feels strong enough.

Aaaaaaaannnnnnd, thank you again for the recipes, lovely lamb. they are just right, and some are quite similar to the things I try to eat anyway. I'm going to order the book.

If this post gets eaten as well, I'm blardy de-regging (not really, but y'know....)

Well done for getting through that lot. Anyone that bothered....

Yay! It worked!

Phew! You're back. How weird your posts going missing. When my post got eaten the other day, I pressed the browser back button and was able to cut and paste my post to save it.

Well done on 1/2 a pound loss under extremely difficult circumstances.

Poor ds. Its sounds like the psych is on the ball. Hopefully she will be able to come up with some strategies to help and maybe even help you with the whole homeschooling debate?

Glad dd's appointment was ok. Her AFOs sound very colourful and snazzy.

You are a very good friend to offer to go walking with your friend, but make sure you are taking care of yourself as well. Walking is good for the soul, but not so much if you spend the whole time talking through other people's problems.

I come with good news about ds1. His teacher came out to see me at pick up and I went into panic mode at first, because he doesn't even have his normal teacher on a Friday. Apparently, he had volunteered to role play a character from a book for the rest of the class this afternoon. He sat at the front answering questions about what he felt like to be the character in the story and why he felt like he did about different bits of the story! His teacher says he was incredible and she was really proud of him, especially bearing in mind the whole theory of mind thing. He had obviously managed to get inside the character in the book and understand his feelings. but .

Not sure what this means in terms of his support/statement, as apparently his teacher ran straight off and told the SENCO. Much was made on the application and by the Ed Psych about this being an area of relative weakness for ds, for which he would need ongoing additional support. I would love to have been there to see how much understanding there really was, because it all sounds a bit far fetched really, knowing ds as I do. Also slightly concerned that the teacher said to ds that 'the other lady' who was watching was also very impressed with him, but wouldn't say who the other lady was. She sounds suspiciously like the Inclusion Team Leader from what I can make out of ds's description, although I could be being paranoid, because the session was run by a trainee teacher, so it could have been her that was being observed. [paranoid emoticon]

Ds told me that he was told today that they are taking him out of the SEAL (social skills group) that he's been in since Reception year and he won't be having any SEAL sessions at all this half term. All very odd, since the EP confirmed that he needs permanent ongoing social skills support and training and all professionals were in agreement about that.

Still waiting for the LEA's decision following SA, but their deadline isn't until the 26th.

Can you tell I am holed up on the sofa today? Far too much time has been spent online, but I have an excuse because my errant TOM has finally arrived and I feel like poo - and like eating my own weight in chocolate. No workout for me today, but I feel too rough to care. Harrumph!

Lol at dh's sabotaging his own statement by being utterly brilliant. weird they removing SEaL support... do you think they just might be changing the name/type of support offered? Other lady was deffo assessing the teacher don't fret.

Both dh and I have been craving chocolate all week. We have been embarrassingly scavenging through eh cupboards and trying to find any remnants from Halloween. it's his birthday today though, so I am going to actually buy some. Too skins to do real presents lol, but seeing as I only got my 40th birthday present last week (actual bday over a year ago lol) I don't feel too bad.

I knew the first two had been eaten - I got kicked off mn and had to re-log in both times, but the third was a mystery. I probably just hit 'threads I'm on' instead of post message lol (have been a bit flaky this week). It was just toooooo much to type it all out again, so I stomped off in search of choc instead.

Had a really embarrassing 5minutes yesterday - dropped ds off at cubs en route to a meeting (yes, after the bleeding day I had) because dh had picked dd1 up from dance and taken the girls to a bear talk (a whole other story. My 8yo now knows way more about bear sex than she does about humans...). The cubs were going sledging, so dh's had a gurt big toboggan in the boot. There were no parking spaces, so I had to just pull up on the road and said to him'go get your sledge out'. Between us we couldn't work out how to open the boot... He was trying to do it from outside, I was hitting the button inside -nada. In the end he got bored and dragged the thing over the back seats and disappeared off, but by this time I couldn't get the engine to start, or the key out of the ignition. I was in a right flap, and all I could think was 'feck, I'm stranded in the middle of the road blocking all the parked cars. I'm late for my meeting. Dh is listening to a talk at the theatre. I'm going to have to flag down a random stranger and beg for help.' once I had calmed myself down, I went through everything like a learner, and realised that I had still been in 'drive' not 'park' when we started facing with the doors, and so the engine had cut out for safety. Lo and behold, I put it in park and everything worked perfectly, including the freaking boot.

Fortunately I realised before I started running around in the street begging strangers for help....

Shouldn't be allowed out on my own, really....

Madwoman, I do things like that all the time these days. Go into panic mode and can't remember how things work. I keep trying to boil the kettle without closing the lid, which doesn't work and just fills the kitchen with steam. Also spent a good ten minutes swearing at the tumble drier for not working yesterday, before I realised I'd unplugged it to charge my phone. I blame being a mum and having to keep too many thoughts in my head in one go - some of them are bound to leak occasionally.

At least you managed to get it susses without any third party intervention. That would definitely have been a 'floor please open up and swallow me now' moment.

It was kinda funny afterwards - I turned up for the meeting late and with that sort of wild eyed thing going on, and apologised, said that I had just been a complete buffoon and started to explain that nothing would work and I couldn't get the key out etc, and the entire table of women peered at me and said 'were you still in drive?'.
that obvious.

Later in the meeting I needed to produce the receipt for the volunteer appreciation night that we held in jan (that I paid for lol, and needed to get the money voted back to me!). I had to empty four months worth of receipts from my wallet. Grocery stores. Christmas shopping. Petrol. Four freaking months worth. And in my head I was just thinking 'I soooooo should have done this before, but feck, I have to get it all out as I neeeeeed the money back'. They were mostly good natured about it, but dear god, I was completely scarlet. There were receipts spread out everywhere with me peering at them dubiously and muttering 'I know it's here somewhere'... bad to worse really. And then of course I couldn't fit them all back in and so stuffed them all into my bag...

I am the freaking president of the said organisation.

Needless to say, this very morning I have taken a personal admin hour.

And this after spending an excruciating hour with the psych getting us all to tell her what each of us were really like. The resounding answer was 'control freak' but she wouldn't believe that for a minute looking at the state of my house. Or freaking purse. I am a crap control freak.

You're back then! Worry us sick then come waltzing in ...

Glad you like your psych, it's so important to be able to trust them. It is very scary. And well done on your weight loss! I hope you get on with that book, the recipes are varied and very easy to follow and adapt and I lost 6lbs over the 2weeks.
Bear sex eh? I suppose it's getting to waking up from hibernation and feeling a bit randy time. Can't imagine getting in the way of a randy bear is a good thing
And I knew I'd had a vision of you and a mountain of receipts! Very much sounds like the kind of thing I do too, in fact I'm sure everyone there was thinking 'that could be me ... I'm so happy that isn't me'.

They won't judge him on one good day though will they moose? My ds will have fantastic days but we know that eventually he will just explode. It's terrible that you can't just feel unadulterated joy at your boy doing so well without also panicking about the implications.

I feel pretty shitty myself today. I had to take myself off to bed yesterday at 4.30 my head was hurting so much I could barely open my eyes. Dh came home to discover ds had pooed himself but was refusing to come off the PS3. The meltdown was enormous. Dh doesn't usually deal with such things and was pretty shaky afterwards. The thing is he keeps 'forgetting' that ds has certain traits and insists on treating him as NT, winding him up, shouting at him etc, so tbh it was good for him to see the consequences when I'm not there to calm things down for him.

Right, I'll heave myself out of bed for a cup of tea, have a good day!

Lovely day today. Skiing and then an evening out for a leaving party saying goodbye to some friends who are moving back to the uk... So, sort of sad, but still an evening where I wasn't fussing about stuff or worrying about our own issues, so a bit of a breather! Kids out way too late though, so we'll pay tomorrow... And nice to see a few people that we are getting to know better as well.

Lamb, that is ds1 totally. dh is similar. We do a lot of calming each other down when we've taken it in turns to lose it.

I am down a pound this morning! 10st 12oz / 152lbs!

Its the first time I've been under 153 since the New Year, so am quietly hopeful.

Lamb, sorry you had such a bad afternoon/evening on Friday. I think it does do our dh's good to have to deal with our dcs tough side without us occasionally. It serves to remind them of just how much we have to cope with on a daily basis. Hope you had a better Saturday and enjoyed your meal.

Madwoman, glad you had a good day. Hope the dcs aren't too tired and grotty today. Sounds like your dd is quite the authority of bear reproduction these days.

We're off to visit my parents this afternoon because they've decorated their living room for the first time since ds1 was born and he's going to stay there when we go the the sci-fi party. He's adamant he doesn't want to even visit today, after we went last weekend and all the furniture was in the dining room while df was painting. He's always stressed and ends up being sick anyway when we go away, now I'm worried that he's going to be ten times worse this time. It would be ok-ish, but they're decorating the dining room now, so its still all upside-down. Daren't even begin to think how he's going to react when their new carpets and furniture are delivered.

Interesting fact about bears. Thank you for that madwoman

Ooh well done on the pound moose. I think you can allow yourself a jig, you've worked hard for it.

Btw BFBM arrived.

I watched bits.

I am scared of Jillian.

Seriously.

I've put off doing it but will give it a go tomorrow (honest guv!). I decided to do 3 bags worth of grocery shopping after walking ds2 to school this morning and then of course had to heave them back up the hill to my house. Took an hour so feel I've done enough today

Do you do the whole 40 minutes of circuits?!?! Even Jillian was relieved when it was over!

And what's with the toothbrush advert?

I'm not doing all 7 circuits at the moment Lamb, but I was before Christmas.

I tend to select the ones that work on the bits I want to improve. So, at the moment I'm doing circuits 1 and 5 - kickboxing to tone my legs and bum and circuit 4, which is all the planks to work on my lower abs. I'm doing them 6 days a week and adding in different circuits here and there. Trying to do 4 a day, but some days just manage 1, 4 and 5. At the weekends I try and get a longer workout in, did 1, 2, 4, 5 and 7 on Saturday, plus the little 10 minute Youtube video I found that specifically does triceps.

Seems lots of hard work for very little results at the moment, which is making it harder to stick to. I really don't feel like doing it some days, but I make myself, as if I stop now I may never start again. I am feeling more toned and stronger, but my cardio/aerobic isn't improving much and I am exhausted. I think that is more to do with the ME/MS than anything though, so not much I can do but keep pushing on and hope it builds up gradually. Last time I did all this it got easier and easier and I got less and less sweaty. This time I am dead on my feet and dripping sweat after every single session.

Typically I was up 4, yes 4! blooming pounds this morning. I know I didn't drink enough yesterday and had fajitas for tea which is major sodium overload, but it still feels like a slap in the face after yesterday's weigh in. I was under on kcals and macros as well. Sticking to fruit, veg and lots of water, with just a small amount of cheese for protein today and drinking detox tea like its going out of fashion in an attempt to get rid of all the excess water. I will fit in those combats next weekend if it kills me!

If you think Jillian is scary in BFBM, you should see her in Ripped in 30! Haven't even attempted that one yet.

I have been similarly exhausted doing domestic chores this morning. Just spring cleaned the boys' bedroom. and - that's not envy by the way. Dh only did it three weeks ago (although his standards are not mine, iykwim) and obviously I've been dusting etc in the meantime. Dismantled their bed and pulled them out etc only to find no fewer than 20 pairs of socks and four pairs of pants shoved down between their beds and the skirting boards - and as for ds2 and bogies - well let's not even go there. again! I wondered why we seemed to have run out of school socks.

Oooo, colourful post!

Pretty!

bogies! Bane of my life! Ds1 was terrible for it - usually on the wall by his bed or the arm rest of his favourite chair