Tuesday 30 April 2013

The weekend that was

The weekend included but was not limited to: bowling at Dog Bowl (I sucked), drinking Negronis at Gorilla, dinner with friends, watching Game of Thrones and The Walking Dead (I am obsessed with it) and, last but by no means least, a trip to the amazing Levenshulme Market (4th Saturday of every month. If you live locally then you really should give it a try) for (deep breath!)... sausages, lovely tea, pide, dukkah, steak, chutney, sweet chilli gloop, game and ham hock scotch eggs, mini baked cheesecakes (peanut butter and chocolate orange, oh mama!), cheese, rye bread, potato cakes and some of Ginger's amazing Chorlton Crack ice cream. That's salted caramel and peanut butter to you and it is incredible. Truly.

So, there was food. A lot of food. My eternal battle with my waistline is well documented here. I've lost a lot of weight, I've gained a fair bit of it back. I yo-yo up and down, depending on what week it is, what plans I have and where my head's at. In the past couple of weeks I've been trying to focus more on how I feel and whether I'm happy, rather than just the number on the scales. It seems to be working. While I still miss the iron willpower days of 2010 (seriously, that girl was ridiculously strong-willed), right now I think I'm ok with just doing what I'm doing. I eat healthily (90% of the time), I drink 3 litres of water a day, I drink alcohol infrequently and I eat a lot of fruit and vegetables.

I think sometimes I just need to be a bit kinder to myself. I should celebrate my triumphs and the things that I do well, rather than just focussing on my weaknesses (cheese, fyi, always and forever).