Day 237 – Cruise, PP

Morning weigh-in 92.1kgs

  • Daily LOSS 0.2kgs / 0.44lbs
  • Total lost 20.2kg/ 44.44lbs

Watercheck – 1.6l – tea, diet coke and water

Brunch

Dinner

  • 3/4 of a roast chicken from Tescos
  • about 30g of full fat cheddar cheese (mitigated by some Xenical)

Exercise

  • 2 hours walking around town, at least 45 of which was very brisk walking
  • 15 mins cycling my bike home from where I’d left it on Friday.

So we got up late today, after our Burns Night last night.  Down again on the scales despite all the alcohol and potato yesterday – hooray!  I’m not sure whether I’ll just suffer a delayed reaction though – sometimes that happens.  What’s more, as I’ve pointed out before, my weekend weigh-ins are not as accurate as they might be, cause they usually occur about 4 hours later in the morning than my weekday weigh-ins.

Meh.  Not to worry, all’s well.

Another Very Good Day today, aside from the full fat cheddar cheese.  Hopefully it shouldn’t be a big deal – the only carbs I’ve had today were from my daily oatbran, and my mug of tea.  Oh, and I suppose some carbs in the cheese itself.

I’m back on my exercise regime, and plan to go back to the gym tomorrow night to do some very heavy weights, and try and stick with them this time.  The weights section of my gym is mainly populated by exceptionally brawny, scary looking men, who intimidate the hell out of me.  I can see why they have all-women gyms now.  The other day, when I did my first session of heavy deadlifts (about 40kgs, 10 reps) I struggled with removing some of the weights from the bar to get it to something I could lift without getting a hernia, and a guy lifting beside me rolled his eyes and sighed exasperatedly, before helping me remove more weight than I wanted to.

Maybe it was just my own self-doubt, over there in the Mr Universe section of the gym, but I felt realllly awkward there, like I was very unwelcome.

I’ve decided to take a different tack tomorrow, to see how it goes.  The other day, I was wearing a very unflattering sports bra – made me look very barrel chested. Tomorrow, as I’m not doing any bouncy cardio except as a warm up, I’m going to wear my best “sheepdog bra” – ie the kind that “rounds em up and points em in the right direction.”  Call me manipulative (or maybe it’ll be in my own head) but a Nice Rack might prove to go long way in getting better treatment from men who are hopped up on testosterone.

I shall report back tomorrow, and let you know how it went.

I hate that I actually feel a bit nervous about it.  My only other option, if it turns out that I really don’t like the looks I’m getting, is to do a late night or early morning thing – it’s a 24 hour gym.

 


    One response to this post.

    1. Posted by Sara on January 31, 2011 at 3:57 am

      sigh … I know what you mean about weight guys. Sweaty, pushy, ostentatious but mostly tending to sit on equipment doing nothing. There should be beepers on equipment that make a noise (maybe a snoring sound) when someone is sitting inactively on them for ages.

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