Ugghhhh! This week I only lost 200 lousy grammes. There may be something in this "muscle weighs more than fat" bullshit but I suspect I should start writing down everything I eat and counting weightwatchers points properly. The only trouble with that is that I tend to get incredibly obsessive and end up counting my points all day long when I should be doing other things like having a life.
Anyway, the swimming has come along well. I have even managed to learn to breathe out underwater which makes my breast stroke look more polished. It's absolutely exhausting but surely that has to be good for you. Friday I managed 40 laps of the Olympic sized pool which wore me out but felt good at the time. This week I've bought myself a kickboard which I intend to use to tone up the legs more after my Big Swim.
I haven't written about the Big Swim yet, have I? It's looming.
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I know how hard it is. I have been overweight most of my life. People who don't have a weight problem just don't understand. They think we should just stop eating the bad things and the problem will magically disappear.
In March I joinded an La Weightloss centre near my home. I have lost 20.6 pounds. Not nearly as fast as I would like. According to their plan I should really be down 26 pounds by now. It's frustrating but you have to keep on trying.
As my counsellors say...200 grams down is far better than 200 grams up.
You should be very proud of yourself. YOu made the decision to get healthy and you are working at it. I am proud of you!
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