Did I mention, recently, that I’m on bed rest? I’m sure I did, cos I can’t think of much else at the moment. Well, that means I can’t exercise. and once I’ve read through the fora to which I subscribe, and research even more about low beta hCG numbers, then I get bored. And one of my problems, when I’m bored, is that I over eat. And not on the right stuff.
I mean, Marc has been fantastic, and bought me plenty of healthy food. And I eat it. Cottage cheese, fruit – at least five, usually seven a day. But I can’t help myself. Yesterday I ate five creme caramels at over a hundred calories each; as well as a Snickers Cruncher and a Cadbury’s Crunchie.
As a result, my Sparkchart looks something like this at the end of the day:
I mean, all the planned bits looked great. I had salmon with pasta shells, mushrooms, brocolli and carrots for dinner. Lunch was a dozen carrot sticks – without any fattening dip. Breakfast was a banana, and marmite on toast. I know all about healthy choices, Marc is happy to cook healthy choices, because he prefers real food to the processed crap. So why, Oh why can’t I stop gorging on friggin’ chocolate bars and creme caramels?
You know what’s really frustrating? Despite going so far over healthy limits for treat foods, after three weeks, my weight has barely risen. That means, if I could just drop that extra thousand cals a day from my diet, I could probably look like Victoria and Kate!