Then a quick change and down to see Paul for my 1hr sesh of weight, cardio and food diary debrief. I was feeling a bit tense - probably something to do with taking the strategic decision not to eat any carbs for breakfast but merely some fruit. My cunning strategy may have worked better, had we not been out of coffee beans at home, grrrrr (thanks DH).
Have you ever noticed how tense you can feel when you are hungry? I was even trying not to drink too much water. So crazy! Anyhow, I lost another kg - so that makes 3 in a little over a 2 weeks - I am half way toward my goal in less than a third of the time we had budgetted for yippee!
I've got to say that my poor PT has not figured out yet what motivates me. I am a glory hound and I mean it! If he had carried on and on about how well I had done and how great I was looking (lie if you have to) I would have sailed out of there on a cloud of intense motivation! Instead he was trying to get me to set some uninspiring goal on a card that at the end of the week might be drawn out for a free session - just doesn't do it for me. Especially when he indelicately points out that my heart rate gets as high as it does during intense cardio because I am inherently unfit, and therefore need more steady cardio effort rather than the short burst tabata kind of action. THANKS - now that is motivating. I'm going to show him! So I walked/ran with the dog to school to pick up the kids and my glorious new FitBit One is showing nearly 15,000 steps for my day (10kms).
Having basically started eating around 1pm and being determined to meet my goals I am now feeling extremely full and not looking forward to going to bed in case my 'Protein Baby' presses on my Artery and I pass out!
Onwards and upwards - I mean downwards!