If you want to remove a hangover instantly then my advice is to have a tuth* removed.
I walked into the dentists with a headache that Nurofen refused to tackle, a sick stomach and a flat lined brain. I walked out shaking like a shitting dog, my headache replaced by post agony euphoria and saucer sized eyes. I went straight to the chemist and manically demanded the strongest pain killers they had. Despite my mouth being numb from my hairline to my nipple I knew once the 17 injections of anesthetic I had demanded with menace had worn off I would be in agony.
I was not to be dissapointed.
Over the last 30 years or so me and toothy had been aquainted he had grown his roots right down to my knees and these roots themselves had grown barbs. And there was I thinking tuthy was a friend of mine, perhaps the old adage of familiarity breeds contempt is true but I really thought we had a friendship. Of course we've had our ups and downs. Clearly tuthy thought I was taking things a step too far when chomping on that bag of scratchings outside The Triangle in Rhayader when he split in two. I tried to patch things up at the Dental hospital and things were good between us again for a good couple of years afterwards. But to dump me three days before Christmas was going to far ... I'm glad you're gone tuthy ... there, I've said it.
Anyways the dentist gave me a printed post extraction information sheet that said ... "Don't exercise and only eat ice cream" I could have kissed her there and then but the moustache put me right off.
As you might have guessed, my healthy living has taken a bit of a kicking in the last few days. However the Tall Bird had signed me up for a Race For Life in July. That means I shall have to give some serious thought to getting fit very, very soon indeed.
Oh and I may have lost a couple of pounds!
*For those non Brummie Blog readers firstly you should know firstly that it's a shame that you don't live in Birmingham and secondly, a tooth is called a tuth here.
Monday, 31 January 2011
Friday, 28 January 2011
Starting off bright but clouding over later in the week
I was going to wait a full week before posting this but the way this week is going I think it's best to call it a day.
Monday: Result! Went to Aquafit and really pushed myself, gentle aches all next day. Tried to learn Backgammon. Ate really well and stuck to all my post-its rules.
Tuesday Signed up for Work Fit, a scheme at work designed to encourage fatties to get more active. There is a promise of free tickets to the olympics for the most improved. In an attempt to control my portions I printed off an Eatwell Plate image and stuck it to the fridge door with my post-its.
As it was Burns Night, I treated myself to some delish haggies but still ensures that 50% of my plate was covered in veg but beers and whiskey slipped onto the menu as well. More backgammon. I think I know most of the rules now. Watched 44'' chest
, loved it, gotta be Ray Winstones best performance I've seen and John Hurt was amazing as ever.
Wednesday Late in to work so no aquafit, had a very productive day at work. Egg and cress sarnie for lunch and nibbled on a Graze box. Went to the pub before tea and had two delish pints of Tribute, god I love that beer. We had leftover Haggis, chips 'n' 5 peas, Andrew still hasn't got the hang off all this veg and seems to think that's the only part of my meal that should be rationed. Still a tiny bit achey from aquatfit. No fruit whatsoever but managed 3 portions of veg (if 5 peas count as a portion that is!)
Thursday Working from home and Andrew off as well means only one breakfast and thats bacon and egg sandwich. We were supposed to go to a fencing club after work but when we turned up (after hiding from someone Andrew knew for 20 mins, the reasons why never became clear) we found we were the oldest by approx 30 years and the fattest by approx 4 foot. So we did what any normal person would have in that situation and went down the pub again. We only had two pints but when we got home it all went wrong and neither of us remember what happened. Oh we had Courgette carbonara for tea mmmmm.
Friday
Eeek ... feel as rough as a rough thing from Roughville on their annual roughest person contest. Andrew is late for work and I've got a really important project to get completed today. Normally I would say to myself that things can only get better but I'm going to have a tooth extracted and two others filled later today.
Saturday
Cancelled
Sunday
Cancelled
Monday: Result! Went to Aquafit and really pushed myself, gentle aches all next day. Tried to learn Backgammon. Ate really well and stuck to all my post-its rules.
Tuesday Signed up for Work Fit, a scheme at work designed to encourage fatties to get more active. There is a promise of free tickets to the olympics for the most improved. In an attempt to control my portions I printed off an Eatwell Plate image and stuck it to the fridge door with my post-its.
As it was Burns Night, I treated myself to some delish haggies but still ensures that 50% of my plate was covered in veg but beers and whiskey slipped onto the menu as well. More backgammon. I think I know most of the rules now. Watched 44'' chest
, loved it, gotta be Ray Winstones best performance I've seen and John Hurt was amazing as ever.Wednesday Late in to work so no aquafit, had a very productive day at work. Egg and cress sarnie for lunch and nibbled on a Graze box. Went to the pub before tea and had two delish pints of Tribute, god I love that beer. We had leftover Haggis, chips 'n' 5 peas, Andrew still hasn't got the hang off all this veg and seems to think that's the only part of my meal that should be rationed. Still a tiny bit achey from aquatfit. No fruit whatsoever but managed 3 portions of veg (if 5 peas count as a portion that is!)
Thursday Working from home and Andrew off as well means only one breakfast and thats bacon and egg sandwich. We were supposed to go to a fencing club after work but when we turned up (after hiding from someone Andrew knew for 20 mins, the reasons why never became clear) we found we were the oldest by approx 30 years and the fattest by approx 4 foot. So we did what any normal person would have in that situation and went down the pub again. We only had two pints but when we got home it all went wrong and neither of us remember what happened. Oh we had Courgette carbonara for tea mmmmm.
Friday
Eeek ... feel as rough as a rough thing from Roughville on their annual roughest person contest. Andrew is late for work and I've got a really important project to get completed today. Normally I would say to myself that things can only get better but I'm going to have a tooth extracted and two others filled later today.
Saturday
Cancelled
Sunday
Cancelled
Monday, 24 January 2011
Swings and roundabouts
I didn't get to go skating last Saturday but went for a three mile walk around the Lickeys in the rain instead. We saw two Roe deer on our walk but that was the only highlight on what was a miserable day. The walk did spur me on to attend a couple of aquafit sessions during the week which I'm delighted at.
The first aquafit session saw me in the water some 15 mins before the session doing those crappy head held high breaststroke lengths on account that I'd forgotten my goggles. As we got into position for the class I had a silly grin on my face thinking 'well done you, you're actually here'. This joy rapidly disappeared when the music started. Grease Lightning, WMCA and the Birdy Song got me exercising with psychotic anger. How these women (there were 20 women and one man) tolerate this noise as music is beyond belief! I can't even move to that unadulterated crap when I've 10 pints inside me. At one point I thought all was not lost as I heard the opening bars of Racy's classic Some Girls Do. How foolish I felt when I turned out to be Making Your Mind Up by Bucks Fizz. That's a lesson to everyone ... don't be tricked like I was.
The fruit and veg intake is still good and I'm being very cunning at hiding veg in meals so Andrew doesn't winge too much. I've slipped peas into his rice and roasted all manner of veg he wouldn't normally eat. I even hid a punnet of raspberries in some jelly. All of these foods have been consumed with great gusto! I'm not sure that covering all your veg in oil and salt and all your fruit in sugar and cream is what the goverments 5 a day scheme has in mind. Oh well.
I'm still sticking to the No Drinking In The House Unless Guests but plan to break this tomorrow night as it's Burns night. The haggis is being fattened as I type and there's no way it could be consumed without a whiskey tipple.
On the down side not one but two previously undiscovered Christmas chocolate streams have been unearthed. A whole tub of celebrations and the most addictive substance in the world ... mini Diam bars, (curses to Kim for leaving them behind!) were found in the kitchen during the last week. We have risen to the challenge however by being absolute troppers and force feeding ourselves these choccies in order to get them cleared out of the house! Well done us ;)
Another downer is that when you stop drinking regularly and then go out for a drink you don't half put it away. We pretty much wiped out last Saturday as a result of the previous Friday night out and we only just salvaged Sunday by the skin of our teeth.
On the post-it note front there are a couple of losses and one gain. Small Plate Small Portion just isn't working as I when I do remember to use the small plate I can't 'arf pile it high. Easily getting as much or possibly even more on than a regular plate. One of the problems being that when you are trying to increase your veg intake you need to put a lot more veg on the plate. I'm going to regard this post-it as a failure and have another think on how to tackle portion size. Maybe it's just too early to take this one on.
The other loss is a continuation from last week and that's the -1 Hour Of TV Time A Night. In an attempt to combat this I have bought a backgammon set. I used to play when I worked nights some 10-12 years ago but I can't remember how it is played now. I hope it will be a good activity for me and Andrew to learn. Also I have discovered a fencing club that runs on a Thursday night. Andrew is a big fan of fencing so the plan is to pop down there for an hour once a week, ticking not only this post-it but increasing our physical activity too.
The gain hasn't made it onto a post-it yet and I'm not sure that it will as it's firmly stuck in my head. This is going to sound weird but here goes. No More Than 24 Hours Spent In The House. The reason for this is I work from home 3 days a week only needing to go into the office two days. So it is possible for me to not go outside for up to 5 days. It hardly ever happened 'onest guv but it's not rare for me to spend 2 or 3 days in the house without venturing outside. This has got to stop. So far since my last blog I have managed to stick to this one. In the back of my mind I wan't to up this to Go Outside Everyday but let's see how it pans out. Small sustainable steps remember.
Todays outside trip is aquafit and if the Birdy Song is played again again I'm going to use the scrawny, perky titted, aurally defective, braindead bint as a towel!
Wish me luck.
The first aquafit session saw me in the water some 15 mins before the session doing those crappy head held high breaststroke lengths on account that I'd forgotten my goggles. As we got into position for the class I had a silly grin on my face thinking 'well done you, you're actually here'. This joy rapidly disappeared when the music started. Grease Lightning, WMCA and the Birdy Song got me exercising with psychotic anger. How these women (there were 20 women and one man) tolerate this noise as music is beyond belief! I can't even move to that unadulterated crap when I've 10 pints inside me. At one point I thought all was not lost as I heard the opening bars of Racy's classic Some Girls Do. How foolish I felt when I turned out to be Making Your Mind Up by Bucks Fizz. That's a lesson to everyone ... don't be tricked like I was.
The fruit and veg intake is still good and I'm being very cunning at hiding veg in meals so Andrew doesn't winge too much. I've slipped peas into his rice and roasted all manner of veg he wouldn't normally eat. I even hid a punnet of raspberries in some jelly. All of these foods have been consumed with great gusto! I'm not sure that covering all your veg in oil and salt and all your fruit in sugar and cream is what the goverments 5 a day scheme has in mind. Oh well.
I'm still sticking to the No Drinking In The House Unless Guests but plan to break this tomorrow night as it's Burns night. The haggis is being fattened as I type and there's no way it could be consumed without a whiskey tipple.
On the down side not one but two previously undiscovered Christmas chocolate streams have been unearthed. A whole tub of celebrations and the most addictive substance in the world ... mini Diam bars, (curses to Kim for leaving them behind!) were found in the kitchen during the last week. We have risen to the challenge however by being absolute troppers and force feeding ourselves these choccies in order to get them cleared out of the house! Well done us ;)
Another downer is that when you stop drinking regularly and then go out for a drink you don't half put it away. We pretty much wiped out last Saturday as a result of the previous Friday night out and we only just salvaged Sunday by the skin of our teeth.
On the post-it note front there are a couple of losses and one gain. Small Plate Small Portion just isn't working as I when I do remember to use the small plate I can't 'arf pile it high. Easily getting as much or possibly even more on than a regular plate. One of the problems being that when you are trying to increase your veg intake you need to put a lot more veg on the plate. I'm going to regard this post-it as a failure and have another think on how to tackle portion size. Maybe it's just too early to take this one on.
The other loss is a continuation from last week and that's the -1 Hour Of TV Time A Night. In an attempt to combat this I have bought a backgammon set. I used to play when I worked nights some 10-12 years ago but I can't remember how it is played now. I hope it will be a good activity for me and Andrew to learn. Also I have discovered a fencing club that runs on a Thursday night. Andrew is a big fan of fencing so the plan is to pop down there for an hour once a week, ticking not only this post-it but increasing our physical activity too.
The gain hasn't made it onto a post-it yet and I'm not sure that it will as it's firmly stuck in my head. This is going to sound weird but here goes. No More Than 24 Hours Spent In The House. The reason for this is I work from home 3 days a week only needing to go into the office two days. So it is possible for me to not go outside for up to 5 days. It hardly ever happened 'onest guv but it's not rare for me to spend 2 or 3 days in the house without venturing outside. This has got to stop. So far since my last blog I have managed to stick to this one. In the back of my mind I wan't to up this to Go Outside Everyday but let's see how it pans out. Small sustainable steps remember.
Todays outside trip is aquafit and if the Birdy Song is played again again I'm going to use the scrawny, perky titted, aurally defective, braindead bint as a towel!
Wish me luck.
Friday, 14 January 2011
So far so good
It's been about a week since my first entry so I thought it was time for an update.
As expected the post-its have become invisible to me as I see them every day but they are stuck in my subconscious however.
Sticking to the no drinking in the house unless we have guests and fruit and veg with every meal has been quite easy for me. Taking 1 hour from TV time hasn't been completely successful as I've started back at work this week and despite me sitting down at work it has exhausted me! A poor excuse I know.
I have learnt more about my camera functions and I'm delighted with that. My alcohol consumption has dropped through the floor and I'm hitting my 5 day almost every day. All good positive steps.
On the negative side I am still munching my way through Christmas chocolates and my meals are still huge. But a new post-it on the plate cupboard stating "Small plate, small portion" should help towards portion size. Most of the Christmas choccies have now gone so that's not too much of a temptation.
Lack of exercise is still a major issue for me. The thing I don't fully understand is that I enjoy exercising but I have built up a massive dread for doing anything that might break me out in a sweat. Why is this?
Andrew has this whole weekend and one of the activites we've planned is going to see Coventry Blaze vs Sheffield Steelers ice hockey match. The plan is to get a skating session in beforehand ...
Wish me luck.
As expected the post-its have become invisible to me as I see them every day but they are stuck in my subconscious however.
Sticking to the no drinking in the house unless we have guests and fruit and veg with every meal has been quite easy for me. Taking 1 hour from TV time hasn't been completely successful as I've started back at work this week and despite me sitting down at work it has exhausted me! A poor excuse I know.
I have learnt more about my camera functions and I'm delighted with that. My alcohol consumption has dropped through the floor and I'm hitting my 5 day almost every day. All good positive steps.
On the negative side I am still munching my way through Christmas chocolates and my meals are still huge. But a new post-it on the plate cupboard stating "Small plate, small portion" should help towards portion size. Most of the Christmas choccies have now gone so that's not too much of a temptation.
Lack of exercise is still a major issue for me. The thing I don't fully understand is that I enjoy exercising but I have built up a massive dread for doing anything that might break me out in a sweat. Why is this?
Andrew has this whole weekend and one of the activites we've planned is going to see Coventry Blaze vs Sheffield Steelers ice hockey match. The plan is to get a skating session in beforehand ...
Wish me luck.
Saturday, 8 January 2011
Small sustainable changes
It's the start of a new year and every advert on the telly is confirming what I already know. I need to make changes to my life. I was diagnosed with type 2 diabetes in the early summer and my response to this is to be less active and put on weight. Not clever.
Even before I was diagnosed I knew that you can 'cure' type 2 diabetes by losing weight and being more active. So why I haven't done either of those things is a mystery to me.
The number of times have I followed mad fangled attempts at losing weight is perfectly matched with the number of failures. I know I can just eat 1200 calories a day and exercise three times a week but I know myself well enough to know that I won't stick to it.
So this time I'm going to try and find a way that works for me. Small sustainable changes I currently believe is the way forward. With this in mind I now have a selection of small and reasonably sustainable post-its stuck to the fridge door. The are enscribed thus:
No drinking in the house (unless guests).
I drink too much but I see giving up the drink completely as a form of punishment. It means that I can't socialise which would make me miserable and less likely to stick with it so lets try that small change.
Fruit or vegetable with every meal.
Speaks for itself really. Again I eat too much but it has to be better for me to eat too much broccoli and apples than chips and cheese.
TV time -1 hr a day.
I often complain that I don't have enough time in the day to do other things yet I can happy devote several hours a day shouting that there's nothing on the telly whilst watching it. So at least one hour of my normal telly time will be spent doing other things. I was suprised how quickly another post-it was filled with a small list of nice things:
Learn how my camera really works
Practice guitar
Play darts
Play cards
Learn photoshop
Read a book
Not exactly a mastermind of a plan but I really think I can't stick to these small changes. I'm going to review the plan in about a months time and hopefully introduce another set of small sustainable changes that will get me closer to my goal of getting rid of diabetes.
Wish me luck.
Even before I was diagnosed I knew that you can 'cure' type 2 diabetes by losing weight and being more active. So why I haven't done either of those things is a mystery to me.
The number of times have I followed mad fangled attempts at losing weight is perfectly matched with the number of failures. I know I can just eat 1200 calories a day and exercise three times a week but I know myself well enough to know that I won't stick to it.
So this time I'm going to try and find a way that works for me. Small sustainable changes I currently believe is the way forward. With this in mind I now have a selection of small and reasonably sustainable post-its stuck to the fridge door. The are enscribed thus:
No drinking in the house (unless guests).
I drink too much but I see giving up the drink completely as a form of punishment. It means that I can't socialise which would make me miserable and less likely to stick with it so lets try that small change.
Fruit or vegetable with every meal.
Speaks for itself really. Again I eat too much but it has to be better for me to eat too much broccoli and apples than chips and cheese.
TV time -1 hr a day.
I often complain that I don't have enough time in the day to do other things yet I can happy devote several hours a day shouting that there's nothing on the telly whilst watching it. So at least one hour of my normal telly time will be spent doing other things. I was suprised how quickly another post-it was filled with a small list of nice things:
Learn how my camera really works
Practice guitar
Play darts
Play cards
Learn photoshop
Read a book
Not exactly a mastermind of a plan but I really think I can't stick to these small changes. I'm going to review the plan in about a months time and hopefully introduce another set of small sustainable changes that will get me closer to my goal of getting rid of diabetes.
Wish me luck.
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