Day 15/28 – No dim sum, no Champagne!

Fresh from the oven and NOT in my mouth 😦

One of the biggest perks of my job is the constant stream of invites to every new opening in town.

Normally this is great but when you’re on a month long diet, this equals torture.

Today, not only am I missing out on trying one Michelin star dim sum by Tim Ho Wan (24 hours before it opens to the public) but I’m also having to give a Veuve Cliquot party a miss in the evening.

Life feels like a bag of poo right now 😦

I could go to both and be sociable but i know myself I wouldn’t be able to resist and tomorrow morning ill regret it.

How determined am I to dissuade myself? I chose one of my more casual work ensembles just so I wouldn’t be able to change my mind.

Know your weaknesses and play to your strength… Another golden diet rule!

Day 4/28 – If you can’t do it for you, do it for someone else

Me, my best friend and Billy

I’ve been on/off diets since I was 15 years old. The first diet I went on was the British Heart Foundation diet and by the end of it, I hated beetroot with a passion.

I remember losing weight but I don’t think I kept it off for too long.

One of the big (if not the biggest) goals of this 28 days challenge is to get myself eating and exercising in a healthy, sustainable manner. What I’m doing isn’t just for 28 days, it’s hopefully for life.

As with all important life matters, I go to my best friend for advice. No one else knows how to put things better to me, AND to get me to stick to my goals.

Sitting at her dining table, she got me to explain in detail why I was doing this and why I wanted it.

When I was done talking, she followed up plaining how tough it really is to shed 4kgs in a month – the woman knows I underestimate most things! – and she should know, this is a woman who looks better and sexier 20 months after giving birth. RESPECT!

Walking me through the importance of portion control (and how challenging it can be), the need for daily exercise, she reminded me that I needed to understand and accept some sacrifice would be needed – not my greatest trait.

Countering my “But I’m too busy!” plea, she gave me an easy, no reason not to solution:

“For the next 7 days, go for a 20 minute run, do some bicep/tricep curls, and crunches, and I promise you you’ll see a change. And once you do you’ll be hooked!”

I felt like I was talking to my own personal trainer.

“I’m so proud of you for doing this and I really want you to succeed BUT I don’t want you to set yourself up for failure. Please do this for the next week for me okay? I really want this so badly for you!”

How could I say no? So when I wake up groggy and not in the mood to start my day with a run, I’ll remember her words and draw strength from it.