By the way, I wasn't giving an opinion on the monarchy as such yesterday, simply on the Queen's Jubilee celebrations. You can be as anti-monarchist as you want and still rather marvel at and enjoy the celebrations that people have laid on and attended, just because they want to. It's not like the Olympics, so expensive that it's all being given over to big business to try to recoup some of the money. There's a blogger/twitterer whom I hold in high regard, but she's done nothing but tweet over the past few days about how anti the occasion she is, and honestly she comes over as such a dreary killjoy when she's actually nothing of the sort. Just let people have fun and show affection, hey? And anything that brings people together has to be good, we don't spend half enough time getting together and being neighbourly.
Okay, back to the sensible Z some of you know and love.
Pam and Peter are coming for supper tonight as I said, and I'm keeping it simple. Caesar salad, chicken in a nice sauce, meringues, strawberries and cream. Not made into Eton Mess, I haven't made a trayful of carefully-shaped meringues just to break them up and put them into more cream than I want to eat. I don't really want to eat any cream myself, being bent on major weight loss.
My forties were not good years. I can only be blunt about that. They started with my mother's hip replacement and ended with her death. In between - well, it took me a long time to get over it all and I've never felt able to blog about it. And during the course of them, I put on two and a half stone in weight. I lost one and a half of them when I was trying to stave off deterioration of my hip, put half of that back on afterwards, dammit, have lost that again and now I'm going for the rest. Maybe not quite all of it, you can be too thin (and my mother was) and probably too rich as well, though I don't suppose many of us have the latter problem, but I'm going to be the size I want to be and I'll stay there.
And now I've told you, I've got to do it.
Okay, back to the sensible Z some of you know and love.
Pam and Peter are coming for supper tonight as I said, and I'm keeping it simple. Caesar salad, chicken in a nice sauce, meringues, strawberries and cream. Not made into Eton Mess, I haven't made a trayful of carefully-shaped meringues just to break them up and put them into more cream than I want to eat. I don't really want to eat any cream myself, being bent on major weight loss.
My forties were not good years. I can only be blunt about that. They started with my mother's hip replacement and ended with her death. In between - well, it took me a long time to get over it all and I've never felt able to blog about it. And during the course of them, I put on two and a half stone in weight. I lost one and a half of them when I was trying to stave off deterioration of my hip, put half of that back on afterwards, dammit, have lost that again and now I'm going for the rest. Maybe not quite all of it, you can be too thin (and my mother was) and probably too rich as well, though I don't suppose many of us have the latter problem, but I'm going to be the size I want to be and I'll stay there.
And now I've told you, I've got to do it.
11 comments:
You sound very determined. Go you!
Furthermore, I'll do it by eating normally, not cutting out cheese. I can't do that again! I'll just eat less.
Some folks seem "anti" everything. They stomp on simple enjoyment where ever they find it.
I don't find losing weight to be so hard, but the keeping it off, well, that's pushing a rock up a hill for me.
One can be too sophisticated, can't one? :)
Both come hard to me. I can't go through the ups and downs any more though, I've got to sort myself out once and for all.
I'v put back on all the weight I lost in 2010 - all 2 1/2 stone of it. I'm also tired of the up and down. Too too tedious, this rollercoaster. Also at the point of tackling it once and for all.
I've loved every single moment of this Jubilee celebration - been very moved by all the apparent devotion to the Queen. Nobody does it like the Brits. Watching the Thanksgiving service at the moment and it's wonderful.
Have a good break Z - I hope you recharge and come home rested and ready to go.
I'v put back on all the weight I lost in 2010 - all 2 1/2 stone of it. I'm also tired of the up and down. Too too tedious, this rollercoaster. Also at the point of tackling it once and for all.
I've loved every single moment of this Jubilee celebration - been very moved by all the apparent devotion to the Queen. Nobody does it like the Brits. Watching the Thanksgiving service at the moment and it's wonderful.
Have a good break Z - I hope you recharge and come home rested and ready to go.
Wendz, it's far easier to keep losing weight once you've started than keeping stable and somehow when it starts to go back on it's almost impossible to arrest it. I'm very pleased that I've managed that, at least, and have lost what I gained. I've been writing on my other blog too, the diet one that I keep quiet about (oops), to give me some oomph.
Don't get too thin. One needs some reserves just in case of serious illness... if I'd had thin arms, I'd probably have been on the operating table on Saturday...
Oh I'm glad you're not giving up cheese!
I was going to say good luck but it's not really about luck is it. I'm sure you'll do weight loss with aplomb and style. (and cheese on the side)
Little risk of that, BW, though I'm quite flattered that you think I have that much willpower. Being healthy and having a good immune system is a priority. And I'm not obsessed with body image!
I did for a while, Mig, but frankly I'd rather give up almost anything else for the long term.
The mere thought of the possibility of having to have insulin shots for diabetes has given me the determination to do something about my high blood sugar, blood pressure and colesterol even before going to a new doctor. So I certainly sympathize and agree with you.
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