lose weight

On the contrary. I took the bike to work every day, come rain or shine, but the kitchen cabinet with all the sweets did so much damage last week that my weight went out of its usual range and UP! This is terrible. But I deserve it.

Why is it going up, and down, and up again, always within the same range of 1,3 kilograms? It drives me nuts. I went to the gym, but have surely (not yet) developed any substantial muscles which would explain this weight. A woman’s monthly cycle, is that the explanation? I guess it must be the Berlinale and all that chocolate we munched during films.

Christmas wasn’t as much a fiasco as I would have thought, and I was quickly back to 70,00, but now I’m beginning to realize… there’s no progress? Is this a plateau? How could it not be, when I’m not making a particular effort at all (to eat the right things, work out). Or is this: maintaining one’s weight (positive thinking!). In any case, I gotta get going.

My digital scale showed me something this morning which I’ve been waiting for for a long time: a “six” up front! I know I shouldn’t read too much into what this body fat/muscle ratio scale tells me, and indeed, five minutes later, it was up to 70,00 again, but by then I had already taken a photograph (for proof and ecouragement) and felt a minute of bliss and excitement. It’s unrealistic to think I’ll be able to reach my ideal weight in the one and a half weeks left of 2008, but I hope that I can at least not gain too much over the next days.

And I hate it. No sports, mostly thanks to no time. I eat almost nothing during the day while I’m at the library, have mostly only coffee and the occasional yoghurt, and then too much when I get home. But it’s lack of sports which is the main problem. When?!

It’s up and down, up and down. But still the least I’ve weighed in years, and a little less than in August. I didn’t snack as much, I tried to stay away from chocolate, nutella, and of course it also helps when I’m not home as often. Based on my height, age, and sex, my ideal weight would be between 56 und 67 kg. Just three kilos to go! Wouldn’t it be such a boost to my confidence to be able to think: I’ve reached my ideal weight – I’m technically, i.e. “officially” not an overweight person anymore? With this in mind, it might be easier to lose even more/the rest.

I’ve only been away for a few days, but they made a difference. I stayed with my family/relatives and the meals we ate were very basic compared to what we come up with at home. Spaghetti bolognese, potatoes, carrots and peas, “risi bisi” – nothing complicated. Less meat, too. It makes me realized how spoiled I am, in spite of a limited budget, and how much time – too much time – I usually devote to shopping, cooking and eating.

The truth is that I would’ve liked to cook an elaborate meal, but we never got to go to the supermarket ;-) Back home, I weigh a kilo less (and number which I’ve not seen on my scale since I started a weight journal 18 months ago). And as always I’m amazed that even such a small weight loss makes my jeans fit much better.

Not losing any weight – but not gaining another kilo, either, so this is relatively okay, giving the state I’m in (very hectic, very displeased with practically everything in my life), and given that I snack almost constantly whenever I’m home (and that I shouldn’t be is another story).

After 14 days of heavenly Italian food, heaps of pasta, icecream not once but twice a day, mozzarella di bufala and so forth I’m very relieved to find that I weigh the same. A big thanks to swimming, hiking and wandering around!

Grr, not happy. Was at certain number and so happy about it, and then the numbers just went up. No gym, visitors in town + pizza outings, and: ice cream, ice cream wherever I go. So much for making a bella figura on the Italian beach! :-(