The Texas sheet cake is still in the fridge. Who knew a cake could last so long, but that's not because we lack enthusiasm for eating it... it's just so big. But then, that's how I like my cake.
Despite the munchies, I'm keeping on with the running and in fact, just got back from a two-mile run. Yoga happens now and then, as do the sit ups. I'm trying to lay off of joining in with Peaches' supper time snacks and alcohol only happens on the weekend.
A big bonus, is that Recaro has taken to making us sandwiches for lunch. This means that I don't have to think about going to a shop or cafe - where all sorts of chocolate and crisps lay in wait for me. It also takes away the obstacles between me and my running.
(By the way, I shall see what I can do to get him to write a guest post explaining why he does things like make my sandwiches, organise picnics and clean out the larder cupboard.)
Despite this activity, I'm still not losing any actual weight. This weekend I saw a photo of myself on the beach. Chub-a-lubba-lub is the phrase that springs to mind. Of course, it's possible that the Texas sheet cake has something to do with it. I need to rethink my attitude to food. The question is - what do I need to eat, because if I'm exercising my not losing weight, then I'm simply eating too much of the wrong stuff?
- More water. I should make sure that whenever I sit down, I have some water to hand.
- More fruit. I need to eat a couple of pieces of fruit a day. The company even supply the stuff for free. This should be so easy.
- If it were possible, I wouldn't eat so late. The earliest Recaro and I eat dinner is 8pm. 8.30-9pm is the norm during the week. I really can't see how we can change this - eating together is an important thing for us and I'm not going to change it. I suppose I have to settle for eating yet smaller meals - all of a sudden I realise what a significant rethink this is.