It's Christmas next
week. It seems it has just crept up on us and like an alarm
the beeping is getting louder; it's almost here!
I have many
pre-Christmas memories. Some years I was caught wrapping presents until
the wee hours of Christmas morning. Yes but not anymore. All
our presents are wrapped days in advance if not weeks!
I have previously been
the one seen wandering the aisles of department stores unable to decide between
the ladies pamper pack and the manicure set as they close the doors on
Christmas Eve. In haste I pick up both and scoop up numerous other gifts
while bolting for the check out!
Like the wrapping that
has also been sorted. Yes all the presents have been bought, sorted
and wrapped and placed under the tree.
The small tree
complete with optic fibre branches which sparkle and change colour,
keeps our attention. The paper chains have been strategically
arranged. An interesting array of singing and talking Christmas animals
and Santa adorn the buffet where the Christmas cards fall off at the
whisper of a breeze through the window.
It promises to be a
hot Christmas. The weather bureau suggests it will be 35 degrees.
Stinking hot, I am not impressed.
I have a problem with
everything almost done my mind is in overdrive and today after attending my
second Christmas party in two days I am washing windows. Not just the
inside but also the outside. My reason? They are dirty, dusty
and other descriptive words.
I washed all the
windows and doors at the back of the house. Tomorrow I will do the front
of the house. It is only one storey, thank goodness!
Tomorrow it will be 40
degrees (Celsius), I am not looking forward to it. You can't have dirty
front windows and clean back windows. Can you?
Then I figured
the dead ants which I sprayed two years ago with fly spray are still stuck on
the cornice above the exhaust fan and should be finally laid to rest. (If
you visit pretend you can't see them, no one else have mentioned them).
It means a ladder job and balancing all of me on the gas hob. Not looking
forward to that either. Clean windows, clean cornices.
I refuse to think
about cleaning the pantry. It will have to wait hopefully until next
Christmas!
After the cleaning
comes the cooking. Shortbread star cookies, more cakes to try and lots of
yummy Christmas food!
My poor health
resulted in no exercise and a more than healthy appetite. My
scales snickered at me, it wasn't good! With Christmas parties and get
togethers looming there was nothing to do but admit defeat and begin
dieting.
I began the day yesterday by taking
Merv to the local shops which had advertised a full-on market in the car
park. My first stop was wine tasting. Not a good start to the
diet. During the rest of the day I munched through salad veggies,
delighted in lean protein and finished the day with a chocolate biscuit.
I lost 600 grams, I was stoked.
I began to think about
the whole dieting thing. When did it begin for me? I remember the
kids were only toddlers when I bought my first fad diet book, 'New Beverley
Hills Diet.' It was crazy. I can't remember if I got results.
I can only remember buying fruit from the farmers market. The owner
offered me some fruit to taste and I refused it because it wasn't an allowable
fruit that day. He questioned my diet and shook his head. If only I
had done the same.
In
2012 I began a committed relationship with protein shakes,
mainly the OPTIFAST ones. I didn't like the taste but I did lose
5kgs. I plateaued and Dustin suggested, 'Body Trim.' He had
recently lost 5kgs on it. I dug in my heels and also lost
5kgs but I became bored with eating so much protein.
Mel was also on a
weight loss regime and had joined Weight Watchers. It was a god-send
for her. She has lost over 18kgs since February 2013. I also put
into practice the pro-points program and lost further weight. Before 2012
I would lose 5kgs or more but after whatever reason I lost it for I soon
stacked it back on. I needed a better plan and stopped making the goal an
upcoming event but a life long commitment.
I lost 12kgs in total
and though I have put on a kilo or two over the last couple of years it is not
difficult to become inspired and lose it and get back to my goal weight.
The hard work was losing the 12kgs and committing to keep it off.
I wrote a list of the crazy diets I have tried in the last thirty years,
fifteen altogether.
The Cabbage Soup Diet was a community craze. There wasn't a cabbage to be bought anywhere and while we gobbled down our soup we
craved for food we could chew instead of slurp. The craze was short
lived.
Then I stumbled
accidentally on the Blood Type Diet. It said lamb was good for me.
Lamb and I are close friends; roast lamb, lamb chops whatever comes my
way. The diet didn't make sense to me so I gave this one away as
well.
The Low GI diet seemed
a sensible diet which wouldn't change my habits to the extreme. It, like
many of the others was short lived. I returned to munching on
chocolate and sipping numerous glasses of wine.
I have thrown out all
my ‘big’ clothes and promised myself not to return to my former 2012
weight. So far so good. As for all those crazy diets, they provided
me with a laugh, crazy memories and the authors; a better bank account!