Wednesday, 11 January 2017

Confessions of a box of Lindt balls

It's the eve before weigh in, and all through the house...

<Kate won't finish that rhyme because she has a severe phobia of animals>

But it is the eve before weigh in and I don't know that the scales will be very forgiving
tomorrow morning.

I'm forgiving, and that's all that counts!  So please don't read this as a 'dictated by the numbers' post or that I'm worried.

This is simply a 'I share my journey with you' and 'this is part of it' type post.  I always try to be as real and raw as I can.  Sometimes I definitely overshare😲 and while I usually share the majority of weight loss related ups and downs; if I blogged, instagrammed, facebooked, tweeted, snapped, tumblred (?) or youtubed every tiny win or every extra square of chocolate I eat, you'd literally never get to the end of my already-too-long posts.

But here's a little insight into this past week's food.  There's a reason there hasn't been too many hip vege salad or well angled chicken and sweet potato photos on my Instagram!

So this week has been not as "on track" as I stated that it would be, after weigh in last Wednesday:



After this weigh in, (which I was really happy with as I was expecting a large gain), I said how I was keen to see what I could achieve after a whole week of eating well, after 2-3 weeks of Christmas season frivolities.

Well, I will have that experience at next weeks weigh in, because this week has not been as straight as I envisaged.  

Wednesday was fine.  

Thursday was a real life version of this type of meme:




I shared a lot on my Snap/IG story, but basically it began with this...eating a large "share"...
"share"

...jar of chocolate covered sultanas with a spoon:



One chocolate covered sultana led to another; and this ended up being a real Snap cartoon version of my after dinner "snack":


 I posted this on Snap/IG story straight after:



Because it was true.  IF I kept pedaling.

However, Friday was almost worse.  

I proudly shared how I packed watermelon and my green smoothie for a morning at the movies with my Mum.  No popcorn in sight.  I was back on this!

But by night time, stuff happened, and simultaneously while texting friends and sobbing at my dining table (it's been a really hard week), I had opened a box of Lindt balls that I had bought...myself.  As in, bought for myself.  (Who does that??)  It wasn't like 'buying yourself flowers because you deserve them'...

This was because I'd eaten one too many Lindt balls over multiple Christmas parties, and decided that I wanted some all to myself.  And when I was in Woolworths in a mission to satisfy this new love; I noticed that a box was cheaper per 100g than a block.

So I bought a box.

I wasn't going to eat them all (not in one sitting, anyway).

But next minute:



I took a photo because I was so shocked.  (And besides, I take photos of everything).

A whole box.

Apart from a couple of ice blocks, I didn't go too nuts other than "the box".

Saturday is my calorie free day, so while I was allowed to go to town with food, I didn't go as crazy as I could have.  This was more situational though, rather than me being strong.  I flew to Sydney for the day to celebrate my Grandad's 90th (!) birthday💗.  It was a very long day and while there were cakes (plural) and chips and cheeses and all of that, I wasn't in my own home where I could have easily smashed down a weeks worth of food.  It was busy catching up with my beloved rellies I rarely get to see.

I still managed to eat my fair share of food though!  I had some pavlova...okay, two serves.  And a bit of this cake:



I tried my best with some things that day, such as breakfast, and ate this protein bar in the car on the way from the airport to the party, because I had it handy in my handbag:



But then on the way home, after landing back in Brisbane, my parents offered to go through a fast food drive-through for me before dropping me home.

I hadn't planned dinner, it was after 8pm, I was feeling lazy, I wasn't feeling great, and being Calorie Free Saturday, it wasn't hard to accept the offer.  I ordered this, and devoured it when I got home:



On Sunday I ducked into Woolies to buy ham.  And I left with ham.  And hot cross buns.  Yes, I'm a sucker for them, well and truly.  

My little emotional streak continued rifely on Sunday, so guess what I ate for afternoon tea?  And again on Monday?


😐

I was back to work today after 2 weeks off.  While I brought my new lunch bag (in love!)...


...it was only filled with a decent breakfast and snacks.  My lunch planning was a fail thanks to a furry avocado and later a green mouldy bread discovery.

I could have chosen something reasonable at lunch.  But..if you follow me on my Snap/IG stories, you'll know how much I was craving this particular salmon and chips meal before Christmas.  And guess what the fish of the day was today??



Despite the scales tomorrow and the rest of my week, this meal was worth every bite, after craving it so much a few weeks ago.

So there you have it!  My not-so-great food diary for the week!

The rest of the week I ate well, so I don't think it's going to throw me as much as it could tomorrow.  But last week I gained less than I expected, so it may all come out to play this week.  We'll see - we can guess, but never predict.  I'll be happy to maintain or put on as little as last week...

I'll share how I go of course as I do each week, but yeah, I don't know that it's going to be that self-commendable.

Here's to a (much) less emotionally taxing week ahead, and one where I can bring a little more strength and self control into my food intake.

Friday, 30 December 2016

Christmas Day outfit sadness

I know that I promised that my next post would be about the "thing" that I wanted to share, but it's been a month and it's taking me a while to write.  So as much as I never use the word 'promise' lightly, I'm going to bend the meaning this time, and write about my 'Christmas Day outfit sadness' first, while it's fresh in my mind.

I started snapping about it (which you'll be able to watch when I get up to date with my YouTube vlog / Snapchat stories uploading), but instead of having a heart to heart over 50x 10 videos to finish off the story, I thought it'd be kinder to write it out.

I have an underlying guilt for feeling the way I do; because I know that I'm blessed to a) have the freedom to celebrate Christmas b) have people to celebrate with c) have clothes to celebrate in.  So please know that I'm so aware of this, and genuinely feel so unbelievably blessed.

Also; the irony is certainly not lost in me doing a few snaps saying "I'm sad about what I'm wearing" followed by snaps of a lot of food and a very full plate of a Christmas feast:



My contribution

"Skim between the flags": my mum indicating which part of the seafood dip didn't have prawns for non seafood loving family 😁





But, disclaimers to one side; despite anything, I'm still human, and what I feel is real.

Also, there's no major crazy event, climax and resolution, or story to tell here.  It's just telling you about how I was feeling that day.  So don't get too disappointed by the uneventfulness of my ramblings.

As I mention all the time, all I wear these days (at this weight) are what I long ago dubbed "my black uniform".  It consists, of, as you can guess, all black.  Black bra, black "safety singlet", black top, black cardie, black pants, black socks, black shoes, and 70% of the time, black underwear.  Whether it's boot camp, work, casual or formal socialising, it's my black uniform.

I'm sure many people reading this won't need this explained, but for those who do, it's not because I'm in mourning, a goth, or like to be dull.

It's because black covers, hides, flattens, conceals and blends in rolls, bumps, lumps more than it's lighter clothing counterparts.  It stands out less when among people: something I try to do.  It's the colour of all of my bigger clothes in my wardrobe, and I do not like going out to buy new clothes when I'm not comfortable at this size and am actively trying to do something about it.  In my wardrobe I already have a girls dream stock of beautiful, colourful clothes that I adore -- just in smaller sizes.

I hate wearing all black, but for those reasons, at this weight, it's financially sound, and physically more comfortable.

[Note: 'more comfortable'; not 'comfortable'.]🙁

It's been a couple of years since I've been able to (comfortably) wear something bright or pretty on Christmas Day.  I can only vaguely remember how it feels to go searching in November or December for a "Christmas Day outfit".  Mainly because I've only ever been able to do it a couple of times.  As an adult, most years it's been more of a case of "what's going to cover me up and smooth my rolls", rather than finding that illustrious, bright dress that you can't wait to wear for the first time on the most special day of the year.

So, with this in mind, I hadn't pre-planned what I'd wear.  You don't have to pre-plan when you have a uniform...

Three days before my family's Christmas dinner, I ducked into the shops to look for part of my Mum's birthday present, which is also this week.  It ended up being one of those "oops, I accidentally bought myself a present first", shopping trips.  I wasn't even thinking of myself when I was shuffling through a clothes rack.  I don't ever think of myself in clothes shops these days.

But I came across a black top that I thought I could actually buy.  It was similar to my other 72 black tops but different enough that it'd make me feel like it was new.  It was a chiffony type material with what I describe as 'curly' short sleeves.  99% of my black shirts have seen better days, so I decided to go with it.

Walking through the shops with my first clothing purchase in so long I can't recall, I decided this could be my "Christmas outfit top", and after holidays, I could also wear it to work.  No-one would ever have been able to tell that this was a different top to my daily uniform, but I would, and I knew that I'd feel better than when I wear my other very worn 99% of black tops.

Over the next few days I also thought I might braid my hair or do something a little different with it.  Recently I was looking at my accessories: head bands, ribbons, bows, clips, as well as jewellery, and I had a thought flash through my mind: that I couldn't wait to lose weight until I could wear these again...

I picked myself up from the thought immediately: why did I have to wait until I'd lost weight to wear that stuff?  Hair is not fat.  Ear piercings don't alter (other than for cultural / religious reasons or unless you're into this):

There's no reason other than my own desire to blend into walls as to why I couldn't accessorise or use my throw a head band on now and again.

So I started getting a vague idea in my mind of some kind of "braidy type thing'' and a little more time spent on my makeup to accompany my new Christmas top.  And, although it wasn't a dream dress on a body weight I'm comfortable with, I had *some* glimmer of looking forward to feeling a little better about myself at my family Christmas dinner.

We celebrated on Boxing Day night this year so that everyone who's currently in town could manage to fit in their in-laws with the least amount of hectic driving stress.

I had my Boxing Day planned out time wise, with a good couple of hours to chill out and get dressed.  But without boring you with the details, things changed, and it ended up being 4pm when I finished prepping the food I was bringing and had loaded the car; ....and I was supposed to be at my parents house at 4pm. And I still had to have a shower and get dressed, hair and makeup.  

It wasn't important that I was there right on time, but still, it was Christmas "Day", and I didn't want to be too late.  And even with the quickest shower/dress/hair/makeup session and driving, I was already an hour behind schedule, now due to arrive around 5pm.

I realised I wouldn't be able to do some type of cute "braidy thing" or do anything different with my make-up, but at least I had the new top.  I tried to 'comfort' myself with a thought that I have way too often these days: "it doesn't even matter about my hair and makeup, it's not going to change how I look / I already feel gross, so why bother".

Which I know is sad and *should* be changed around, but I'm always raw with you guys, and it's my current reality.

Anyway, all hot and flush faced from rushing around, despite being fresh out of the shower, I put the top on.

And it didn't fit.

I hadn't tried it on at the shop, but size wise and holding it up, I really thought it would be ok.

It went on, and technically it "fit", but realistically, it didn't.  The 'drapey' intent of the material was more akin to a wet suit, and if I wasn't wearing a "safety singlet", it wouldn't have 100% covered my navel.

I was suddenly so sad about it.  Braids and a black top that look like every other black top you own aren't the well planned illustrious glam red dress that would be the ultimate dream.  But it was to be my substitute for this year and increase my self esteem just that *slight* bit on the inside.

I double checked I couldn't get away with it by turning to check my side-on reflection --- and yeah, I couldn't.

What I ended up wearing
I ended up throwing on a very drapey, chifoney top that does fit and cover me.  But I wear it every second day, and it has long sleeves, which meant I was a little warm.

I chucked my hair into a single, simple, primary school appropriate ponytail, and threw on my every day stock-standard makeup.  This was when I started snapping that I was feeling sad about it.  But as I was running so late, I said realised it was silly to be snapping (!) and said that I'd continue later...

It just made me crave having something nice to wear; something that makes me excited about leaving the house in; something I'll always know as "my Christmas Day 20xx dress".

I hate feeling uncomfortable, gross and overweight, and not being able to do that girly thing of dressing up for Christmas Day the way that I would like.

As I said at the start of this post, first and foremost, I know that I'm extremely blessed.  And it goes without saying that the meaning of Christmas is not about the clothes that you wear.

It is possible to understand how lucky you are and feel down on yourself at the same time.

I don't need sympathy; as I said on my snaps; I know that the reason that I can't wear something I love right now is my own doing.

But that doesn't mean that it doesn't make you sad on the inside.

Or more sure that next year will be different. xx

Wednesday, 30 November 2016

1 month down, 10kg gone!

Hi!

I'm typing this from my beautiful new laptop... 💕
Today

It's so lovely and doesn't need to be restarted every 4 minutes like my previous one.  Hence my lack of posting lately!


I just wanted to check in because it's been exactly 1 month today since I "got back on the wagon", (30th October to 30th November), and conveniently also being Weigh In Wednesday, I'm so excited to say that I've so far now lost 10.9kg!   Thank you for all of the encouragement and support on IG, Snap and FB - keeping accountable on social media again is helping me so, so much, and that is in direct thanks to all of you.  So please know that I'm sending a heartfelt "thank you".

A couple of people have asked me how I've done it, so I'll just give a quick recap of how I've 'run' my month.

Well, I took the magic weight loss pill:
 
Take one with water



KIDDING.

In saying that, when I was Googling images to find that picture, I came across this, which is actually quite accurate:


That's actually really cool. Give me a sec while I Instagram that :)

So yes - just to be clear, I've never taken any pills for weight loss.  But that second image is pretty much what I've been doing; except my exercise has been more like
Thai
0.5%.


I've been to boot camp twice this month - both times I didn't complete the session, and both times I couldn't put much effort in (injury wise) and didn't try and put much effort in (motivation wise).  I've done no other exercise.  I've even been parking about a (literal) 2min walk to my office door.  Occasionally I have to walk to another building for meetings, which is about 700m each way, but that's really all of the incidental exercise I've gotten.

Food wise I mentioned I started the month planning to eat 1500 cals a day.  That's still the case, but I've gone over so many days lately (between 1500 and 2000) and it seems to be agreeing with me, so that's awesome!

I'm too tired to do this tonight but I'd like to check MyFitnessPal to see how many I've been having on average over the month.

Either way, I've been relaxed about the cals, for the first time in my life.  I just mean that I haven't beaten myself up even a little bit, if I've gone 'over'.  Hence how "Miss All
Yum
Or Nothing" here has let my cals creep up so much without me thinking I've 'stuffed it all up' and given up.


Over time I'll need to reduce the amount of cals, but for now that's what I'm doing.  Also please keep in mind I'm really huge right now - and while I'm not a medical professional in ANY sense of the imagination, please remember that our weight loss rate and ideal weight loss calorie intake is relative to how much we weigh (as well as a million other things).  Meaning that if I was a lot smaller, I would not be losing so much.

Each Saturday I've let myself have my "Calorie Free Day" where I don't count calories, and can eat whatever I want.  Allowing myself this day has been the only way to stick to something.  I realised this a couple of years ago, when finally, after 18-ish years, I stopped fighting my eating disorder and started working with it.

I've been finding it a bit hard on Sundays, going back to healthier options and calorie counting, but by Monday I'm back in the swing of things.

I've eaten out a few times; not too much though.  I've been out for Thai twice, Chinese/Vietnamese once, sushi once, Melbourne Cup lunch, breakfast out I think once, a friends place for a lunch party, have had a couple of work morning teas (but was strong), had a lunch date and have bought from the work cafeteria a couple of
Yes, I ate the deep fried ice cream
times, but other than that have eaten what I've prepared.


I've also had a major struggle (yes, for those who follow my Snap/IG stories or my YouTube vlogs, this is that "thing" that I extremely annoyingly keep meaning to explain.  And will!)

In a way, "The Struggle That I Extremely Annoyingly Keep Meaning To Explain" has helped me to stay on track; but it's also been one of the most difficult things I've ever had to manage, and it's made this month so difficult.  I promise my next blog will finally explain!

Anyway, I am falling asleep so I will sign off and chat very soon.
Love Kate xo

Thursday, 10 November 2016

Social media gone wild

For someone who's been quiet for so long, I'm as surprised as some of you are about how social media crazy I've been getting over the last 2 weeks.  It's only with my weight loss / Coco Girl stuff - unfortunately for now I'm still as hopeless as ever on my own personal social media accounts.  (Sorry friends and family!) :(

But I've relaunched myself right back in with my weight loss story, because that's something
My YouTube channel
huge that's helped me in the past.  Hopefully the gusto of which I'm posting will match the gusto of kg's lost!  We'll have to wait and see - but that, of course, is the goal.  Accountability and sharing my journey among like minded people encourages me along.


While I'm resetting myself up with losing weight, I'm trying to pick up all of the things that have helped me in the past and that I feel will work now.  I've dropped so many little things I used to do, because although they used to work wonders, I don't feel them anymore.  But social media isn't one of them!

If you've been following me on Snapchat, you'll know that I've been getting into my Snapchat Stories.  One reason I used to hate Snapchat was that I didn't understand why people would want to share photos and videos that you can't keep?  This concept was lost with me.  My nickname is Katie Kodak, because I love photos.  So sharing photos that delete after 24 hours...?  The mere thought made me ill.

That was, until I realised, that you can indeed save your photos and videos!  So now I love it!

This week I also worked out how to upload my Snap stories to my Instagram stories.  I had a couple of requests and while I'm going nuts with social media, I reasoned why not try another part of a platform I already love?

My YouTube playlists
Last night I also gave my YouTube channel a dust off, as I'm keen to add more to that.  I remember watching vlogs of people losing weight when I started my journey, and man they inspired me. So whilst my Snap/Insta stories aren't exactly vlogs (although I do talk a fair bit!), I thought these stories could be my vlogs, and I can keep them on my channel as a record.  I set up playlists on my channel, so you can easily find them.  The playlist is called "Coco Girl's Weekly Weight Loss Stories".

I did second guess my decision though, when after 4 minutes of uploading Week 1's video (which is 10 minutes long), I got trolled:


Seriously - I hadn't even finished publishing it (it had uploaded and I was just adding tags) - and this came through.  All I'm going to say is that I do not understand some psyche's - and I hope people like this get the help that they need.

So I'll see how I go with the YouTube stories thing - I'm not sure whether it's sustainable or if anyone would even be interested in watching them, but I'll give it a go for a while.

Confused?  I am!  So, apart from this blog, here's a breakdown of my current social media.  (I don't know how to make the logos smaller, sorry!) :)


INSTAGRAM

Username: cocogirlbutter

I use this the most, sharing photos like usual, but now also upload my Snapchat stories to my Instagram stories.




SNAPCHAT

Username: cocogirlbutter

I've just started using this regularly, usually posting daily stories.  My Snapcode is to the left.





FACEBOOK

Page name: cocogirlbutter

When I publish photos on Instagram, I automatically push/share the photos across to Facebook.  Personally I'm not a big Facebook user at the moment, so I rarely go on here, but try to pop on and reply to comments.



TWITTER

Username: cocogirlbutter

Like with Facebook, I push most of my Instagram photos automatically across to Twitter.  I rarely go on here, but try to pop on and reply to comments.




TUMBLR

Username: cocogirlbutter


And again, like with Facebook and Twitter, I push most of my Instagram photos automatically across to Tumblr.





YOUTUBE

Channel: cocogirlbutter

I've had this channel for a few years (check out my old playlists), but for now am going to see how I go with uploading my Snap stories each week.  I've uploaded Week 1 so far, and will get to Week 2 in the next couple of days.



So, that's about it!

It looks like a lot, but through the powers of being able to share across platforms, I really only have to post on two of these - and they share to the rest.  Accountability is one thing, but efficiency is another!

Chat soon xo

Wednesday, 9 November 2016

5kg mark ticked!

Hi!

Weigh in Wednesday today: I'm down 2kg. So 5.6kg in total so far. Very happy with that!

I haven't done any exercise other than my half assed attempt at boot camp last Friday. Excuses excuses but still: I just don't feel fit enough to do much, I've lost an incredible amount of flexibility and everything just hurts. I limp around the place and I just feel like this frump.

I found out on Friday a reason for some of my aches and pains though: heel spurs and Plantar Fasciitis! It makes so much sense now as to why for a while now, my feet have been in agony. The spurs came up on an X-ray I had in July. The guy doing my X-rays told me that my heels looked terrible but no-one explained in what way, and I didn't ask, because at the time we were worrying more about a broken ankle and knee issues from my fall at work. 

I finally mentioned the fact that I can't walk when I first stand up, and I'm in so much pain
that I actually call out (sort of moan in pain) (only when I'm alone haha!); my GP looked up the report and there we had it! Thanks so much to everyone who's offered suggestions and advice, I appreciate it so much.


So that's my reason / excuse for doing next to no exercise. The pain is so valid but I'm sure I could do something very small - but I also just have no drive at the moment.

I'm not beating myself up about it though; I'm just so proud I've stuck to my food for 11 days so far. That's my big thing. I haven't deviated and eaten crap (anyone watching my Snap/Insta stories tonight will be pleased to know that the chips are safely back in the
cupboard, unopened). :)

Inside my freezer at the moment. I haven't had prepped meals in there for so long. (Don't mind the apple crumble, it's been there for ages, it wasn't a recent purchase! And there's an entire tub of ice cream behind it, too). :)

I got some blood test results back yesterday as well and found out that I'm really low in iron. My report said something about Anaemia - my doc said that my iron levels are as low as an Anaemic, but my full blood count is awesome so I don't actually have Anaemia. She offered me hospitalised transfused iron via a drip (!) but said there's a risk that the iron could leak and make permanent brown marks on my skin, like a very ugly tattoo! What the? Or I could take iron tablets. Lol- I'll be doing the latter.

Anyway this is just a super quick (truly this time!) check in for me, I'll be back very soon to talk all things social media, my latest cook up (including perfecting my smoothie! No more kale or brown mush!), and my current crazy thing that I've been too embarrassed to talk about... and you think I've shared crazy on my blog before. :)

Lotsa love,
Kate

Wednesday, 2 November 2016

No more kale

Just checking in *quickly* (the astericks serve as a declaimer for my comprehension of the word "quickly") :)  But I'll see how I go.

So it's been 3 days of being back in the game, and it's going pretty well.
The end result


I've been sharing the basics of each day on my Snapchat story - thank you for your support on there already xo

Day 1 of my Snap story was mainly about my food prepping, so I had a valid reason not to film myself - because the focus was genuinely on the food...

Day 2 (yesterday) I surprised myself with filming myself speaking.  I have zero confidence right now, so I thought it would take a while to get me confident enough to be in front of the (video) camera again.  I also have a huge ass cold sore in the middle above my top lip.  Not nice.

I decided there was only so many inventive foregrounds I could do voice overs too, so I got over it (with the comfort of a filter), and turned that camera around.

Anyway - so the food prep...



Enough said.










Urgh.  I forgot how much I hate doing it.  And because it's been months since I last did it, it all felt a bit new and I really had to concentrate.  And I didn't even really actually "cook"!  I baked veges and blended smoothies, but other than that it was all about chopping and portioning.  It's not like I made some restaurant quality stir-fry or rice and veges combo!

It was shit enough just doing total basic prepping.  I ordered my groceries to be delivered between 3pm and 6pm, hoping they'd be earlier in the time window than later, but they came just after 5pm.  Which, of course, is what was promised, but it just meant a late prep.  I think I was in the kitchen from 5:45pm till 9pm, including cleaning up.  (I told you I was out of practise!)

I was also really tired from broken sleep the night before, so I was already grumpy and yawning.  I'd hate to have seen me actually cooking something!

I'm sure food prep is like riding a bike; next week it'll feel even easier and within a few weeks I'll have it down pat. 

I kept it simple and just prepared the same meals for breaky, lunch and dinner.  When it's food I love, having the same thing every day doesn't bother me.  And I love this food :)

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WHAT I PREPPED:

Breakfast
Concoction A

Lately I haven't been feeling like breaky - which is so strange for me.  I've always had breakfast: as a kid, growing up, and especially the last 4 years of this weight loss game, it's just part of my day.  I don't know what's going on with my sudden change in not wanting it, so I decided to start having smoothies instead.

I love smoothies but never let myself have them, because I hate drinking my calories away.  If I have a smoothie, I want food that I can chew as well, so it's never been something I've regularly done.  So I thought this was the perfect opportunity to enjoy smoothies!

I've made some incredible smoothies in the past, mainly based on milk / yoghurt / protein powder, with fruit.  But I've been watching too many social media fitspo's drink their green smoothies, and I thought I should try and do that.

Do what?  I don't really know - and if you could see the real life colour and consistency of my smoothie's, you'll see evidence of that fact.  I didn't really think it through...I ordered my groceries in a rush and I think I just envisaged part what I used to make / part hipster green smoothie, and that it would taste delicious and look like the green smoothies all around me.

This is what I ended up throwing together:



It wasn't terrible, but definitely not what I had magically dreamt up in my mind.  I think the
main issue was kale....it was actually my first time trying it, and yeah...it doesn't seem to blend too well, and it also doesn't seem to agree with my taste buds...or teeth!

#nomorekale
The spinach and kale combo packs I bought ended up being 80% kale, 20% spinach...so it was very much kale overload.  I think I'll stick to my beloved spinach next time, and try not to think that I'm a hipster...because I most certainly am not.

#nothipster

Eating drinking the brown-green green sludge smoothie the last two mornings have been a little bit of a mission, and I was only able to finish 2/3 of it both days.  So a bit more work is needed in the smoothie department!

I blended the smoothie's for Monday - Wednesday, and then portioned and froze the ingredients out for 3 more later this week, and I'll blend them up on Wednesday night.



Lunch
Lunch

Lunch is my amazingly yummy usual of avocado on toast, with crumbled feta, lemon juice and pink Himalayan rock salt.  I don't think I'll ever get bored of it.


I just had to portion everything with this - no cooking required on food prep day.





Dinner


Dinner
Dinner is my other recent favourite: self crumbed white fish, carrot and sweet potato chips, spinach and feta salad.   

I've been obsessed with making my own sweet potato chips for ages, but because I
wanted All Of The Sweet Potato, I worked out a way to slightly decrease it carb and calorie wise, so that I could have even bigger portions.  I cook up carrot into chips at the same time.  Once they're cooked they're such a similar orange colour that I literally can't tell the difference.  And because I mix them up, the carrot just gets lost in the sweet potatoI usually do 2 parts carrot to 1 part sweet potato. :)


Snacks

My snacks are really uninventive this week: mainly just rice crackers and yoghurt.

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So that's what I prepped on Sunday!  I have 3 meals I'm eating out (one breakfast, one lunch and one dinner), but I prepped everything else until this Sunday night.  I made enough of the dinners to last me through most of next week, too.
Carrot and sweet potato chips

It wasn't perfect but it's calorie controlled food that I love, and it's a start.  Anything will beat the bingeing crap that I've been inhaling for not only months, but on and off for 2.5 years.

The first few days have gone okay - I've stuck to the food other than forgetting that I had rehearsals straight after work on Monday (so couldn't cook dinner until 10pm, which I wouldn't usually bother with (and didn't); and then forgetting today was Melbourne Cup and that I'd RSVP'd to a work lunch. 

Neither were big deals so food has been going fine.

Exercise, on the other hand.

Sunday's are my usual Rest Day, so Day 1 was Rest Day which was conveniently awesome!

Yesterday though was the first day I planned to move my body.  As I said, I've made no plans, other than having a rough goal to do some form of exercise or moving my body for 20min. a day, 6 days a week.


Smoothie portions to freeze
As I was about to go and get changed to go for a walk, I realised I left half of my heart rate monitor at home.  I did pause, wondering if that was a reasonable excuse, but slapped myself and decided to go ahead without measuring it... :)

But literally at that moment, I realised how bad my knee had gotten during the day.  I wore (small, wide) heels yesterday which I never do, and I think that aggravated my already damaged knee.

It was coincidental timing, for me to realise how bad it was *just* as I was about to exercise, but genuine.

I limped to my car and I looked outside and it had just started raining.

Three things - message received.  So no exercise was done and I spent rehearsal with my knee up, reading my lines from a chair.

Today my knee was a lot better, but I wasn't sure what to do.  In the end I decided not to do anything today either.  The decision was probably 50% "I genuinely need to rest my knee and I think one more day will help"; and 50% "I don't want to exercise, so that other 50% sounds like a good reason not to." 

Unless my knee is really bad tomorrow, I'm planning on walking for 20min.  Watch this space.

Anyway this post is now a ridiculous length for a "quick" update, and it's now 1am, so I should click 'Publish' and go to bed!

I'm going to weigh in in the morning as even though it's only been a few days, I'm so used to weighing in on Wednesday's, so this first weigh in will just be a short week.

Chat soon,
love Kate xo

The best part of meal prep: when it's all done and you have a clean kitchen