Fatty Chronicles - Part 23
July 9, 2008
2.5lb off eh? Amazing. Although I have been doing a lot of walking, which makes a huge difference. I did set myself a goal weight loss of 6lbs by the time my holiday arrived and I have achieved this, somewhat to my astonishment!
Pouring with rain today so we go into town to find something decent to wear while swimming. Marks & Sparks has just the thing, so there is no excuse now not to dive in.
Home to find a large puddle on the conservatory floor. Dog totally denies having anything to do with it, and we discover that there are four broken tiles on the roof which are the probable culprits. Supper of prawns in marie rose sauce and a large mixed salad, followed by a WeightWatchers rice pudding. Only 1.5 extra points earned on my pedometer today.
July 10, 2008
Home all morning, waiting for a roofer to arrive to fix our tiles, so spend the time gardening. Then, once the roof is fixed, we go off to Otter Nurseries for a late lunch. Have forgotten my free cream tea voucher yet again, which is probably just as well. And we still haven't visited the swimming baths yet — must find time for this.
I have a cottage cheese, prawn and peach open sandwich for lunch and husband has a vegetable crumble. Only half a point earned on my pedo today. Oh dear!
July 11, 2008
The weather doesn't look too bad at all today so we decide to walk to the Turf Locks for lunch. We leave the car in the car park at the swing bridge and walk the three miles along the towpath, through the Lime Kilns, and past Topsham. It is a glorious walk, and we are a mere quarter mile from the Turf Locks when the heavens open.
There were a few scraggly bushes which we sheltered under, and put my cardigan on top of our heads. After 10 minutes of this we decided to make a run for it and arrived at the pub looking like drowned rats.
Lunch made up for it however; we each had a toastie filled with ham and cheese and a side salad and it was jolly good. We had a pot of tea between us and, lunch over, emerged into brilliant sunshine. Not a rain cloud to be seen. So we soggily plodded home, with the breeze drying us out nicely.
We had to evade a pair of swans who had come up onto the towpath with their four cygnets, and told us in no uncertain terms to vamoose. So we did, making a large detour just to be on the safe side. We didn't fancy our chances walking past two enraged swans protecting their youngsters!
Back to the car and the pedometer showed a healthy reading of six miles and, by the end of the day, we had burned up an extra seven points on my pedometer. That's more like it!
July 12, 2008
We just pottered at home today. Husband watched the test match and I did a bit of gardening and read most of a novel. We managed to get through four lollipops each and a bottle of wine.
I have decided that for the rest of my holiday, I shall relax a little about food. I shall be very pleased if I manage to stay the same weight and avoid a gain. Probably wildly optimistic of me.
Supper of mixed meats, new potatoes and salad, followed by strawberries and low fat condensed milk. Nil extra points earned on my pedometer.
July 13, 2008
Another lazy day. We go to Otter Nurseries again for lunch so that husband can have another of their vegetable crumbles. I go for a jacket potato with cottage cheese and pineapple.
Another day when no extra points burned up on the old pedometer. Have WeightWatchers lentil and carrot soup with buttery toast for supper and a glass of wine.
July 14, 2008
Decide to be more aerobic today and drive to Fingle Bridge. We walk for 45 minutes each way on the Clifford Bridge footpath, which is quite tricky as the ground is still wet from the recent downpours. Our reward on our return is a pub lunch, alfresco, looking over the river. We both go for lasagne and garlic bread washed down with orange squash. Calculated we walked four miles.
On our return home we had a guilt attack and took dog to Exmouth where we also had a whippy ice cream and a cup of tea. Have given up counting our food points consumed.
July 15, 2008
Have decided on a boat trip from Dartmouth to Totnes today and aim to catch the 11.30am boat. Wake up early to be greeted by the dog making a fair impression of Long John Silver in an eye patch. The poor pooch's left eye is closed up and he is clearly unhappy because he is trying to hide behind the lavatory. This is a bit difficult because there is not a lot of room.
Husband phones the vet and we coax dog from his lair and into the car. Vet extracts large grass seed from dog's eye and a chunk of cash from our bank account. We are so relieved that he could have asked double and we would have stumped up.
Belatedly on to Dartmouth, and we catch the boat by the skin of our teeth. Elderly persons surround us and I didn't know whether to succumb to the temptation of saving a few quid, or to be hugely insulted when asked by the boat's ticket chappie whether I was on a pensioner's fare. On one side I could save myself a fiver. On the other side, HOW DARE HE. I am not 60 until next year. Surely I don't look that old yet?
Have lunch at the Seven Stars Hotel in Totnes. I go for the fish pie and husband has the steak and kidney pie. From now on until the end of my holiday, I have decided to put my pedometer into a drawer and to stop counting points. This is because I am on holiday. So there!
Help out at WeightWatchers tonight and have not weighed myself either. I am covering the shop which is a challenge in itself, since I have to do sums in my head as our members clamour for choc bars and biscuits. Managed to balance the books by some miracle and go off to our fave hostelry for a sandwich and chat with the resident bar steward. Tomorrow I am having a hot stone treatment, courtesy of my hairdresser for achieving my two stone weight loss. Really looking forward to a bit of pampering.
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