Charity Challenge week 1: Slimming for Matilda Mae Skydive

My dairy of the  journey

4th of May

The resolution was made last night: I will do it! I will loose 18kg, that’s 2 UK stones or 28 lb in 11 weeks!

See I’m 113kg … don’t even ask how I got here! It’s awful! So I’m slightly grateful for the skydiving company for having the weight limit of 15 stones, which is 95kg give or take. This will ignite my resolution to start loosing the baby flab.

Conscious of the big, hairy, audacious goal (BHAG) I did pay attention to my meals. I also realised how much I nibble in passing through the kitchen while tending to the Littlins’ different needs during the day. I’ll grab a piece of bread, some cheese as I walk by to fill a washing machine, get some water for Max and so on. That’s lots of unconscious calories!

I was proud of myself how I stuck to just two spoons of ice cream instead of two big scoops- which is what I’d normally have.

As the day went on, on came a head cold. Not a happy state to start a healthy living regime!

5th of May

The day started with me feeling rotten, achy and in bed the whole morning. I had a slice of toast and some lemsip in bed.
As I lay in bed a joke we made with Dadonthebrink kept playing on my mind. It was when talked about this whole idea of slimming for a skyjump. He said:

” Well it’s doable, ambitious… but easiest if you get salmonella.”

… well not salmonella, but a bad cold instead. 😉

3 bowls of chicken tarragon soup was very welcome at lunch with a slice of toast.
Thereafter I set about preparing food for the BBQ. I made 3 breads some of which I tasted, sampled the coleslaw and the French salad aka Russian salad too.
During the BBQ, I had 2 chipolatas, half a sausage and some of the two salads. I left half my coleslaw, as I just didn’t fancy it. My friend had made a delicious pavlova. I ate the merengue and the strawberries, but left the cream. Not bad. Though I’m putting it down to my cold rather than diet mentality.

A relatively early night tonight.

Exercise today- nothing. 🙁

8th May

I was doing quite OK in the past days. Eating less, eating consciously when nibbling.

However this evening I convinced myself that it was OK to have a full pot of bourbon vanilla cream- 500ml or around 600 kcal; then a couple sweeties.

Hahaha…. that’s how far I got in my diet diary.

It sort of shows how I’ve been with dieting in the past. Resolved to do it then give up.

But this week I have made a flying start.

On Saturday morning I had a weigh-in.

I lost

…wait for it

…drumroll please

… 4kg that is 8.8 lb!

My friend Denise tweeted:

@mumonthebrink just figured that our in lb, you have lost a large baby in weight this week! aMazing!

Yes it is! And I don’t expect it to be this high week on week.  For one it would not be healthy, but I am more determined to carry on to reach my target.

So what’s different this time?

I’m building on some foundations that a friend’s book, The Journey of the Slim Soul, provided 2 years ago, before getting pregnant.

• I’ve listened to Anges’ seductive voice from the CD that accompanies her book once or twice during the week.
• I’ve started eating more consciously
• I’m trying to drink already 2 litres of water a day

The wonderful Sandra and her assistant Jackie have offered to support me with providing me full access to the Thinking Slimmer website and the Thinking Slimmer Facebook support group. Sandra has also volunteered her time support me personally, as her donation to charity.

• Since Tuesday I’ve listened to the Drop Two Dress Sizes or More Slimpod at least once a day. Some days 3 times. It’s true what they say about Trevor’s voice… it lulls you into an utter state of reflexion.
• Sandra has set me some tasks, which I haven’t had time to complete yet. I shall share as I do.

This time I also have some very strong emotional ties to achieving my goal:

• The fact that I’m doing it for a cause that has shakes me to the core– the sudden unknown death of healthy babies, which can be anyone’s baby, including mine!  
• It’s a special honour to be doing it for Matilda Mae, for her loving family.  Jennie’s writing is so honest and raw, yet so beautiful.  She is an inspiration.  Anytime I feel my resolve wither I just look at what a smilie, bubbly baby Tilda was and the unfairness of her being taken so young helps me go on.
• Jennie’s writing has also inspired me to be a better mother in so many ways.  I hug my children more, tell them I love them every day, try to even out the ups and downs, aim to go outdoors more, play more and not let duties get in the way as much- I am doing this as much for my own children– so they have a healthier mummy to  look after them, nurture and guide them well into their adulthood.

Finally (if you believe in such things):

• I think I must have some guardian angels with me on this quest
  •  The other day I made the most delicious bread and I was starving.  I was just about to tuck into it and I doubt that I would’ve stopped before devouring at least half the loaf, when I heard the most atrocious, juicy explosions from Max’s nappy (despite him having had his once a day potty stop already). I hate poo and this was a disgusting one… enough to put me off eating…Sorry! Probably too much information.
    
  • Another occasion I staring down a gorgeous bar of white chocolate. Negotiating with myself how much I would allow myself.  My phone went ping. I checked. It was an email about a donation to my just giving page.  An anonymous donor had just sponsored me with £50.  (Whoever it was I am very grateful for the timing and the generous support!) There was no way I was touching that chocolate any more!

Your support can help me along the way just as much- whether it’s £1 or £100- and you too will be supporting a lovely charity.