There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea. – Henry James
I have been counting down to today and I’ve only been in work for 5 days – I don’t know how normal nine-to-fivers do it! Blissful day off spent with our Aussie friend visiting Grandmama and stuffing my face with dainty finger sandwiches and mini cakes, with a big fat scone to finish off. Needless to say I had announced before I left that today, for the first time in 3 weeks, I was not going to count what I ate.
Afternoon tea was absolutely gorgeous, how can things that are so small taste so amazing?You also have to love the fact that there is a 4th meal in the day (I think it is meant to take the place of lunch, but whatever.)
Everyone should try to go to the Westminster Tea Rooms on Lord Street, it’s tiny and the waitresses wear really old school uniforms and there are beautiful old chandeliers. There is no AC but you don’t care because it’s so quaint and cute.
The having a day off thing may seem counterproductive, but I have been going a little stir crazy with the heeeeuge amounts of soup I have been consuming. I feel like the Jamie Oliver pan I use to make the soup in the first place. And the day off the wagon has made me feel horrendous, truly.
I think I have got my body through the cold turkey phase and I can’t handle the shite I used to eat. Yes, all the easter chocolate in the shops (side note: what the hell, its January!!) really makes me want a crème egg or a Malteaser bunny but I won’t have one because I don’t want to waste calories on something that will satisfy me for maybe. Next stage is to make my brain realise the difference between want and need.
The dictionary defines want as “to desire something: to feel a need or desire for something”. Need is defined as “to require something, to be necessary”. In my head the line between these two very different verbs is blurred at best. Not to go all philosophical, but the way I am looking at it is that I have to reprogram my brain and slowly but surely things seem to be going my way.
I think I’m going to take Aussie girl to Manchester tomorrow. I was going to take her to Liverpool but I don’t know it as well and it is easier and quicker to get to Manc. Bit of a wander around the shops and a few cocktails – amazing.
I’m going to Manchester again on Friday for the weekend and am seriously counting down. I love going because it feels like going back to uni and not having anyone to answer to is amazing. A mini staycation for ZD. And I am planning on getting seriously drunk.
I have lost another 3.5lbs, bringing the grand total to 12.5lbs in 3 weeks – this is unbelievably amazing and I can’t quite believe it is true. I have 1.5 pounds to lose this week which I really hope that I will do so that will mean I have lost a stone in 4 weeks – how amazing is that?!
I am sort of starting to notice a difference in the way that my clothes are fitting but I am starting to regret not taking my measurements when I started this whole thing as I would be able to see then. I hope that soon I will see more of an improvement n the coming weeks, ready for Amsterdamage and beyond where I can wear some clothes that are a) fashionable b) flattering and c) I look good in. Summer 2012 is going to be a different one for me, I can feel it in my fat insulated bones.
4 days at work to go…..