So another week has passed and I suppose we need to know where we are with the potential for me to lose that two stone before Christmas. And to be honest with you, I do not think that that is going to happen now. Such a shame. It has been a good week, but it was all completely and utterly wasted when I decided to go out on Saturday night and got completely and utterly wasted!

I had hoped to lose a bit of weight this week given last week’s London gain! I have not done very much in the way of exercise. I could have gone for a walk or two, but the weather again has been abysmal. Will it ever stop raining in in in South Wales? I did a few steps on Saturday evening / Sunday morning, but it is not going to be good enough for weigh in.

Of course, my nemesis has arrived… Mince pies, yum!

Saturday drinkies.

It is two weeks to Christmas. And it is that time of year where dieting is again the last thing on my mind. It’s all a build-up now to the big day. The willpower is seriously being stretched. I know that I’ve had a few mince pies over the last couple of days, but at least it is a few mince pies over the last few days. I bought some on Friday and the old me would have sat and scoffed all six in a matter of minutes. I’ve made them last through four days so while it’s not good, I could have gone through six packs in that time easily.

Tuesday is my day in the office that’s going to be a fairly easy day food wise. Nobody as far as I’m aware from my new team will be in the office with me so I should have a fairly quiet day.
Being in the office will enable me to put in a few steps for the day. Nowhere near the suggested 10,000 but it should be at least six thousand. I go in on the bus in the morning, walk from the bus to the office, climb the stairs and go for a walk at lunchtime.

As it happened, my alarm failed to go off this morning and I didn’t wake up until 7.20am. I missed my  bus and decided that I’d work from home today rather than chasing my tail and spending the day in the office where I’d be on my own anyway. Even my furry alarm clock failed to wake me!

The Tale of the Scale.

I decided not to stay at group this evening. I’m feeling a bit rough so don’t want to infect everyone this close to Christmas!

It was a quiet one however and there was no sign of Rob, the Consultant there this evening A new member which was nice, this close to the festive season so that was encoraging. I’m a bit worried that the group will disappear but am assured that come the new year then the group will continue.

Anyway my efforts got me a 1.5lb loss this week. I’m chuffed with that as a 2lb loss next week will get me the two stone. I just have to be good for the week.

And now for something completely different.

My weekend saw a visit to Fuel Rock Club for what promised to be a great night with a ZZ Top Tribute band. To be fair, the beards were incredibly poor and the first half of the gig was very uninspiring. The second half improved as there were more hits than deep cuts but the beards were still very poor!!

Next time on Fatboy Slimmer.

There are a couple of things that could throw me this week. I have another tribute act to go and see on Friday night. Motorwrecked are a good Motorhead tribute band. They don’t look like Motorhead and they don’t even have a Lemmy but they are really good. I saw them in the VIP tent at Bloodstock so this will be a good night. I do however intend to drive on Friday night to keep off the booze. 

Saturday night is little Beth’s birthday celebration so I will definitely be out for that one. She came to my birthday in October so it will be nice to go and celebrate with her. 

Tomorrow is Mum’s birthday so I’ll be heading to Wenvoe in the afternoon to put some flowers down on her spot in the Churchyard. I’ll get a Pontsetia too for as this was her favourite at this time of year. 

It’s going to be the last week that I have to hit the two stone mark before the Christmas celebrations get going.