Apologies for neglecting my blog, I have been away on holiday.

As anyone who’s been following my weight loss journey might know, I only have to look at carbs to immediately gain ridiculous weight! So imagine being on holiday for just over two weeks, where all foods, drinks, snacks etc are included!

Usually, I come back from holiday even when I’ve been fairly good with about 11 pounds weight gain which to be fair will usually disappear within a week or at the most 2 weeks. This time, I set myself a challenge to limit this weight gain to half, but without depriving myself too much of little treats or being obsessed with my weight on holiday. Given my history, it sounded impossible even with all my enthusiasm and motivation.

I guess the good news is that I only gained 5.5 pounds on holiday and the bad news is that I gained 5.5 pounds.

Some of my holiday tips include religiously completing my diet and fitness diary and listing every single thing I eat and drink, even when I have been totally bad. Including various mantras and facts that motivate me, on the dates that correspond to my holiday, that is prior to travelling, also help me to be good. This year’s motivational tips included writing the “Joy of Jeans” in my journal. This was the first time in my adult life that I have felt comfortable enough to travel in great fitting jeans, well any jeans! Scribbling “Michael” on every holiday page (!) was also a great reminder that I would be letting him down if I gained ridiculous weight.

I tried to exercise most days on holiday to balance the good food (just a little bit anyway!) and I am proud that in 14 days of holiday, I exercised 11 times but doing things that didn’t involve sweating in a hot gym – I do enough of that at home. On some days, I went running (pushing myself on my wheelchair at high speed, kind of interval training) several times along a very long decked section on the beach that links our hotel with one of its sister hotel. During one of those hour plus long solitary runs, with the sea splashing around me and soft sea breezes on my face, my i-pod playing some of my best songs, some of which I would sing along to (but often on lonely stretches until I forget myself and get the odd smile from a random stranger!), I told myself that those moments could possibly be some of my happiest moments.

 One day when I “grow up”, I would like to escape to a cute little cottage by the sea…permanently. I probably don’t like the deep tan that I now have from 2 weeks in the sun which will take forever to fade! That old thing of wanting what we don’t have, some Caucasians want a deeper tan, some of us with dark skin, want to stay as light as naturally possible.

Enough dreaming – back to life, back to reality! I’m doing my best to get back on track. I had a great work-out today and had a brilliant session with Michael yesterday. I’m thrilled that I haven’t lost fitness in the break we had in our training. And since my return this Sunday morning, I’ve lost 3.08 pounds, with just 2.42 pounds remaining to get back to pre-holiday weight.

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