Week 7 - A Cream Tea or Three…

So this week I kinda thought a lot about the TV show, Girls. I watch it every week, and each week I have been getting more and more annoyed with Lena Dunham's need to be naked. For everything. Even things that one wouldn't be naked for, like playing ping pong. So I googled it to see if anyone else felt the same way, and I stumbled upon some pretty good articles that did actually change my mind about it.

http://www.xojane.com/issues/lena-dunham-naked-nude

http://www.philstar.com/young-star/2012/08/24/841295/why-lena-dunham-always-naked

I think my initial feelings were very much "God — why is she always naked?? She must think a lot of herself — what an exhibitionist". After a discussion with my boyfriend, we worked out that she may not necessarily love herself, but unlike me, she certainly doesn't have a hate for her own body. Also, I think seeing her non-perfect body just makes me think of my own and that repulses me a tiny bit. (Not as much as it used to, mind). So, I think Lena Dunham has turned from being a weird little naked person to someone who could actually be a bit of a heroine. I mean, I'm not going to go bra-less and start wearing ill-fitting playsuits all of a sudden (because really, who needs to see that?), but maybe I will try to be less judgemental. Maybe. But for now, I GET TO BUY MYSELF SOMETHING NICE! Might get those binoculars…

WEDNESDAY

I thought today would feel depressing given that I was giving up snacks for a week. Actually, I felt fine. Until I had my WW toast. I always eat this bread, but I'm going to stop and buy something proper as it really does taste like cut-price cardboard. I had two slices squirted with Marmite — crappest breakfast ever! This evening I have a rehearsal with another band, so I will be too busy to eat, hence a sandwich dinner, hence a day I stick to my points allowance. New favourite snack is carrot sticks dipped in curry powder (boo hoo little me). Only slight snag in the 'no snacks' regime this week is that I have a pack of Jumbo Snack-a-Jacks under my desk that will go off if I don't eat them. And no, I'm not throwing them away — they cost me £1.79! So I ate one. JUST the one.
(PS — I also ate one Party Ring earlier today. And I'm not writing it down. Fuck you.)

THURSDAY

So, on my way to band practice last night and realised I had left my sandwich in the office — crap. Practice ran on until 11pm, and then I realised that my boyfriend wanted to go to bed at a reasonable hour as he had an early start. I didn't get home until 12.10am — double crap. Seeing as I had about 6 minutes before he wanted to get to sleep (and I was pretty knackered myself) I ended up have an entirely snack-based dinner: Japenese rice crackers, a packet of Velvet Crunch snacks and a WW Bakewell Slice — oh wholly crap with Mrs Crapperson. BUT I ended up not eating 5 of my dailies, so it's fine, right? I have spent the whole day trying to decide if Mark Ruffalo is attractive or not. I need to know.

FRIDAY

Urgh. Had a bit of a celebration at work and ended up snacking and drinking a tiny bit of cava. But this is not the worst bit. I think the worst bit was finishing off the bag of Salt & Vinegar Sticks, AFTER everyone had left for the day. There was only a handful remaining, but oh the shame of my secret eating. Let's not speak of it again. 

SATURDAY

Ended up having an argument with the boyfriend (totally my fault) and all I wanted to do was eat my feelings by drowning in a bag of Salt & Vinegar Sticks… But I didn't. Instead I ate carrot sticks with barbecue sauce. Watched a play in the evening and used some ProPoints on a PROPER scone, with clotted cream and jam. WORTH IT!

SUNDAY

Deliberately got out of bed VERY late (nearly 3pm) so as to maximise my points usage — less time awake means I can get more bang for my buck. Apparently not, as I seemed to be STARVING all day. Bass playing took my mind off it until 8pm, but then whilst having a break I ended up watching Man vs Food, which was a massive mistake. My stomach rumbled all the way through him stuffing himself with 20ft cheese steaks and 3-gallon ice cream sundaes — I hate him so fucking much. Then dug out a WW scone for dessert. Not so bad when it's smothered in jam and cream. Who knew.

MONDAY

Go to Morrisons and buy my lunch for today and Tuesday. And what did I end up buying? Yup, a big fuck-off bag of Salt & Vinegar Sticks (WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? This is supposed to be a snack-free week!) They were to eat on Tuesday. But what happened? Yes, well done you — I ate half the bag on Monday. I resolved to have a smaller dinner that evening, which I did. But then, like a massive twat, I ate a giant scone (reduced in Morrisons bakery that evening) piled high with clotted cream and jam. Kinda felt guilty, especially as it took me over all the points I had left, but it was enjoyable. Although I could smell the cream on my top lip later in the evening. Which reminds me — I must thread this week…

TUESDAY

So today starts off with a bowl of Salt & Vinegar Sticks — let's just call them SAVS now, as I imagine they will be featuring in my post quite often. I am a little bit worried about going to Fat Club, because I don't really think I deserve to lose any weight — at best, I should stay the same. At dinner round my parents in the evening, I admit that when I was young, I used to steal packets of crisps from the kitchen in my rucksack and eat them in the toilet upstairs in secret. And no, I didn't throw them up, because that would be a waste of perfectly good Chilli & Lemon crisps. Stuff my face with my mum's delicious curry and rustle up some banana pancakes for dessert.

WEEK 7 : 1.5lbs lost (11st 5.5lbs)
What the fuck??? I'm not even sure how this happened! Ok, I really need to learn my lesson next week and not binge. It WILL catch up with me, and then I'll be all like "Why can't I lose weight? I try so hard… blah blah". Next week, I'm going to rein it in and DEFFO chuck in a run or two.