No-one ever said a healing process was easy
(Taken from notebook 20th November 2011)
No-one said a healing process was quick either
Showing posts with label YoYo Diets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label YoYo Diets. Show all posts
Thursday, 19 January 2012
Time for a Regime Change
Regime change is the replacement of one regime with another - usually understood within a political context, it would be nice to change the Tory coalition - they are all Tory, no libdems - Tory PM, Tory Chancellor, Tory Housing minister, Tory Work and Pensions guy, Tory Transport..oh every position Tory as our country goes from bad to worse...but I Don't Know what replace it with.
However, I am not talking of political regime change
I am talking Franglais
In French, regime means diet
I have to Change my Regime.
My son called me a liar this morning, moments before saying I was fat. Simply because I might have told him last night that I was thinking that when he gets up at 7.30 on the sound of his alarm, I might not hit my own snooze button but instead get up and do some 10 minute exercises.
This morning I hit the snooze button twice and he got really angry with me. I know! Called me a liar! "You said you'd get up and do exercise!" Then said that I was fat! "You're the same as those women in that book before they lost weight," he said. "What book???????" I asked. "That [Paul McKenna's] I Can Make You Thin book." "Where did you find that????? Oh never mind. I never said I would do it, just that I was thinking of doing it...I walk you to school don't I...?"
It's always tomorrow. I go to bed with great intentions for the next day then, somehow...
It's because I'm unhappy. It's comforting to stuff myself. I remembered a box of chocolates I was given for my birthday this morning and 3/4 of it is gone already.
You don't want it but still you eat. eat. eat. eat. eat. binge. eat. binge binge oh lovely oh no.
You've got all the books, all the meditiation cd's, all the free diet advice in newspapers which you read and makes you hungry even though you're not hungry, not for food anyway but for for for
Regime Change
It starts with YOU
Buy nuts don't be nuts
Oh do what you like.
It's your body/happiness/friendlife/lovelife/fitinjeanslife/internalorganslife/feelawakelife/feelawakelife?/feelawakeforwhatlife?/povertylife?/shittyjoblife?/runaroundintheparkplayingfootballlife?/passthebiscuits
REGIME CHANGE
NOW
However, I am not talking of political regime change
I am talking Franglais
In French, regime means diet
I have to Change my Regime.
My son called me a liar this morning, moments before saying I was fat. Simply because I might have told him last night that I was thinking that when he gets up at 7.30 on the sound of his alarm, I might not hit my own snooze button but instead get up and do some 10 minute exercises.
This morning I hit the snooze button twice and he got really angry with me. I know! Called me a liar! "You said you'd get up and do exercise!" Then said that I was fat! "You're the same as those women in that book before they lost weight," he said. "What book???????" I asked. "That [Paul McKenna's] I Can Make You Thin book." "Where did you find that????? Oh never mind. I never said I would do it, just that I was thinking of doing it...I walk you to school don't I...?"
It's always tomorrow. I go to bed with great intentions for the next day then, somehow...
It's because I'm unhappy. It's comforting to stuff myself. I remembered a box of chocolates I was given for my birthday this morning and 3/4 of it is gone already.
You don't want it but still you eat. eat. eat. eat. eat. binge. eat. binge binge oh lovely oh no.
You've got all the books, all the meditiation cd's, all the free diet advice in newspapers which you read and makes you hungry even though you're not hungry, not for food anyway but for for for
Regime Change
It starts with YOU
Buy nuts don't be nuts
Oh do what you like.
It's your body/happiness/friendlife/lovelife/fitinjeanslife/internalorganslife/feelawakelife/feelawakelife?/feelawakeforwhatlife?/povertylife?/shittyjoblife?/runaroundintheparkplayingfootballlife?/passthebiscuits
REGIME CHANGE
NOW
Wednesday, 18 January 2012
Unable to lobby when lobbying's needed
I missed it yesterday; the single mothers self defence corp lobbying parliament against welfare reforms
I'm missing it tonight; Defend council housing against the 8% rise in tenants' rents.
I am a single mother
I am not a tenant
I am against rent rises everywhere
and against pay freezes
I am not a tenant.
Between you and me, existing tenants enjoy really good affordable rents. I don't think they know, or maybe they do of course, it's why they're lobbying.
What I mean therefore, is, for example, two bed properties that I bid on are around £120 a week. The cheapest are around £118, not much lower.
Existing tenants, their rent might be £84 a week for the same thing. I know!! Fabulous isn't it?!
I'm not not going to the lobby because I'm not a tenant.
In many ways I'm grateful there are more people to shout out against expensive rents. I'm hoarse after begging and begging for 8 years for affordable rents. Only you, reader, hear me, I could hug my followers for not switching off.
I'm not going to the lobby because
well, the fight's not in me at the moment
all I can do is eat
eat
eat
eat
crisps and chocolate mostly
Iceland are doing good deals on them at the moment
My son didn't even know I'd bought a six pack of cheese and onion crisps for £1 because I'd eaten them all before he got home!
The exclamation mark is because I've realised that's quite an achievement!
Actually that doesn't need an exclamation mark
Achievement would be making it to a lobby
Thank you all of those who go.
I'm missing it tonight; Defend council housing against the 8% rise in tenants' rents.
I am a single mother
I am not a tenant
I am against rent rises everywhere
and against pay freezes
I am not a tenant.
Between you and me, existing tenants enjoy really good affordable rents. I don't think they know, or maybe they do of course, it's why they're lobbying.
What I mean therefore, is, for example, two bed properties that I bid on are around £120 a week. The cheapest are around £118, not much lower.
Existing tenants, their rent might be £84 a week for the same thing. I know!! Fabulous isn't it?!
I'm not not going to the lobby because I'm not a tenant.
In many ways I'm grateful there are more people to shout out against expensive rents. I'm hoarse after begging and begging for 8 years for affordable rents. Only you, reader, hear me, I could hug my followers for not switching off.
I'm not going to the lobby because
well, the fight's not in me at the moment
all I can do is eat
eat
eat
eat
crisps and chocolate mostly
Iceland are doing good deals on them at the moment
My son didn't even know I'd bought a six pack of cheese and onion crisps for £1 because I'd eaten them all before he got home!
The exclamation mark is because I've realised that's quite an achievement!
Actually that doesn't need an exclamation mark
Achievement would be making it to a lobby
Thank you all of those who go.
Monday, 23 May 2011
Stress Skipping
It is not that I don't enjoy stuffing myself with crisps and biscuits and cakes and sweets because I do, no I don't, yes I do, no I don't
Aargh!
Stressed? I used to smoke
Stressed? I now reach for sugar (in pastry form for added fat)
Stressed? I'm going to start skipping (meals ha ha! Only joking...I can't for a start...)
Blogging, for example. Today, case in point. I want (want stiggers?) to talk about benefits. My response in the face of something so difficult used to be to smoke and smoke and smoke here at my computer. Now, it's to..crikey, anything, to stall the inevitable... The upshot though is that I'm putting on weight and it's not funny because I'm growing out of my clothes.
So, I found the rope that I bought, oooh, pre-son. I never use it. Always mean to of course. To hang myself with heh heh, only kidding!!!
I've done 50 skips already this morning on my balcony (I tripped three times and was knackered by the end).
In a minute, if I am so inclined to eat I will do 50 more.
The advantage is that I drink water afterwards and I do need to drink more water, and not with a teabag dash of milk and two sugars.
Maybe start to drink Green Tea.
Yes, I advised you to do that and haven't been doing it myself....
Anyway, worth a shot isn't it
If it rains, well 50 sit ups!
If I don't like the thought of any of that, I'll just have to learn to relax
Relax
Relax
Breathe in
Breathe out
Relax
And perhaps choose more wisely what to write about....
Hmmm
Aargh!
Stressed? I used to smoke
Stressed? I now reach for sugar (in pastry form for added fat)
Stressed? I'm going to start skipping (meals ha ha! Only joking...I can't for a start...)
Blogging, for example. Today, case in point. I want (want stiggers?) to talk about benefits. My response in the face of something so difficult used to be to smoke and smoke and smoke here at my computer. Now, it's to..crikey, anything, to stall the inevitable... The upshot though is that I'm putting on weight and it's not funny because I'm growing out of my clothes.
So, I found the rope that I bought, oooh, pre-son. I never use it. Always mean to of course. To hang myself with heh heh, only kidding!!!
I've done 50 skips already this morning on my balcony (I tripped three times and was knackered by the end).
In a minute, if I am so inclined to eat I will do 50 more.
The advantage is that I drink water afterwards and I do need to drink more water, and not with a teabag dash of milk and two sugars.
Maybe start to drink Green Tea.
Yes, I advised you to do that and haven't been doing it myself....
Anyway, worth a shot isn't it
If it rains, well 50 sit ups!
If I don't like the thought of any of that, I'll just have to learn to relax
Relax
Relax
Breathe in
Breathe out
Relax
And perhaps choose more wisely what to write about....
Hmmm
Wednesday, 6 April 2011
Comfort and Stress eating
New House Rules
No cakes in the flat unless I make them myself
No biscuits unless I make them myself
No purchases of multi bag of crisps (esp Mini Cheddars)
No bottle of beer while cooking the evening meal (new habit this one)
Yesterday I posted "Sugar Sugar!" and for the first time in my blogging history labelled it under "Diet".
This label no longer exists. For yesterday evening, I purchased Apple Crumble and Custard when there were enough yoghurts left for our pudding.
The word "Diet" encourages me, not simply to eat, but to stuff myself.
It cannot exist in my vocabulary and must not exist on my blog, or I might become obbessed about my weight and I've never been obsessed about my weight but am in danger of becoming obsessed because my Cream jeans don't fit anymore.
Will my summer dresses be too tight too?
The perk of my extra weight gain, I'll be honest, is that I am no longer flat chested (not even the internet sold my size..High Stress Diets, honestly, take all the best curves first)
The point of this post? To high-light the beauty of blogging - that one can edit! Because.... I'm going to go into Sugar Sugar and change one of the labels to.. to what? Maybe Comfort/Stress... food? It would imply I'm going eat. Might also imply I write alot about what my son and I eat and I don't.
Comfort/Stress..diet's not a bad word really is it.. I don't want it to become an issue though
How about Nutrition? Yeah! Maybe Nutrition! It might start me thinking about Nutrients
Ah, you know what, I may just change it to YoYo diets.. I don't diet, like I told you but I do swing.. binge/starve/binge/starve and that must stop (though a little starvation before the summer....? Need some High Stress! Not bad High Stress though, housing related eviction High Stress. Maybe brilliant new opportunity High Stress!
You know even more what? I think this post might just end the discussion and the posts, but maybe not ey, let's keep it open!
Right stigs, we got to find all old posts relating to food, and add a label.. what''ve we agreed? Yoyo diets! Are we sure?
Reader, I've taken you through a stream of conciousness.I usually think before I write not write what I am thinking. I could edit it, but I'm not going to. I just want to say, I don't "starve" myself when I'm in some kind of acute mode. I simply forget to eat when my son's not with me, but we've always eaten together so in very low times, I've had the same portion size as him. No wonder the weight dropped off!
Hmmm, Cream jeans, can I get you to fit again?
No cakes in the flat unless I make them myself
No biscuits unless I make them myself
No purchases of multi bag of crisps (esp Mini Cheddars)
No bottle of beer while cooking the evening meal (new habit this one)
Yesterday I posted "Sugar Sugar!" and for the first time in my blogging history labelled it under "Diet".
This label no longer exists. For yesterday evening, I purchased Apple Crumble and Custard when there were enough yoghurts left for our pudding.
The word "Diet" encourages me, not simply to eat, but to stuff myself.
It cannot exist in my vocabulary and must not exist on my blog, or I might become obbessed about my weight and I've never been obsessed about my weight but am in danger of becoming obsessed because my Cream jeans don't fit anymore.
Will my summer dresses be too tight too?
The perk of my extra weight gain, I'll be honest, is that I am no longer flat chested (not even the internet sold my size..High Stress Diets, honestly, take all the best curves first)
The point of this post? To high-light the beauty of blogging - that one can edit! Because.... I'm going to go into Sugar Sugar and change one of the labels to.. to what? Maybe Comfort/Stress... food? It would imply I'm going eat. Might also imply I write alot about what my son and I eat and I don't.
Comfort/Stress..diet's not a bad word really is it.. I don't want it to become an issue though
How about Nutrition? Yeah! Maybe Nutrition! It might start me thinking about Nutrients
Ah, you know what, I may just change it to YoYo diets.. I don't diet, like I told you but I do swing.. binge/starve/binge/starve and that must stop (though a little starvation before the summer....? Need some High Stress! Not bad High Stress though, housing related eviction High Stress. Maybe brilliant new opportunity High Stress!
You know even more what? I think this post might just end the discussion and the posts, but maybe not ey, let's keep it open!
Right stigs, we got to find all old posts relating to food, and add a label.. what''ve we agreed? Yoyo diets! Are we sure?
Reader, I've taken you through a stream of conciousness.I usually think before I write not write what I am thinking. I could edit it, but I'm not going to. I just want to say, I don't "starve" myself when I'm in some kind of acute mode. I simply forget to eat when my son's not with me, but we've always eaten together so in very low times, I've had the same portion size as him. No wonder the weight dropped off!
Hmmm, Cream jeans, can I get you to fit again?
Tuesday, 5 April 2011
Sugar Sugar...!
I have given up crisps and biscuits for Lent and you know, it's going really well! Yeah, I get the odd craving for Mini Cheddars, Squares, regular Cheese and Onion but I let the feeling pass!
Yes, I let the feeling pass
into
Cake.
Exceedingly moorish ones where after the first two I can't taste the flavour anymore so why do I pop the other four into my mouth in speedy succession
Doughnuts
Oozy jam ones. I buy two, one for me and one for my son but eat mine on the quiet then eat his telling him I bought him crisps instead (which I gaze at lovingly now he likes my favourite flavours)
Tangfastics
Oh that feeling when you eat and eat and can't stop and your heart is beating mad mad madly and your brow begins to sweat... oh yeah
I'm not comfort eating, apparently. According to James Duigan (Elle Super Model Super Bod Macpherson's personal trainer don't you know!) I am stress eating.
Do you stress eat? Fun isn't it! Perhaps not... Perhaps so! Perhaps not...
James has a Clean & Lean Diet that incorporates an 8 minute workout. I've never gone on a diet, diets have just gone on me (the High Stress one, not bad if you want to drop a dress size...)
James says if you don't think you can stay off alcohol for two weeks the book's not for you... oh
Al Cohol... Budvar! Sugar sugar! Al Cohol.. My candy boy!
Chewy sweets OH...
Oh Nico Teen, I am so over you
but my Cream jeans don't fit anymore...
Yes, I let the feeling pass
into
Cake.
Exceedingly moorish ones where after the first two I can't taste the flavour anymore so why do I pop the other four into my mouth in speedy succession
Doughnuts
Oozy jam ones. I buy two, one for me and one for my son but eat mine on the quiet then eat his telling him I bought him crisps instead (which I gaze at lovingly now he likes my favourite flavours)
Tangfastics
Oh that feeling when you eat and eat and can't stop and your heart is beating mad mad madly and your brow begins to sweat... oh yeah
I'm not comfort eating, apparently. According to James Duigan (Elle Super Model Super Bod Macpherson's personal trainer don't you know!) I am stress eating.
Do you stress eat? Fun isn't it! Perhaps not... Perhaps so! Perhaps not...
James has a Clean & Lean Diet that incorporates an 8 minute workout. I've never gone on a diet, diets have just gone on me (the High Stress one, not bad if you want to drop a dress size...)
James says if you don't think you can stay off alcohol for two weeks the book's not for you... oh
Al Cohol... Budvar! Sugar sugar! Al Cohol.. My candy boy!
Chewy sweets OH...
Oh Nico Teen, I am so over you
but my Cream jeans don't fit anymore...
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