Plum-tastic

It was a weekend of two halves (football analogy for Lesley there!) - I chose salad options with my brother and neices (sadly the chav-in-law insisted on coming too) but then ate an ice cream with the children. I compensated by having the lowest cal soup option instead of an evening meal but had a handful of peanuts too. So Saturday was not a good day despite about an hour's walk with the labradors in our park (including jumping up at a tree to try and retrieve a dog toy!). Yesterday was exemplary though and although I've had too many plums today (4 - and a small portion of melon) I have otherwise been good so far - including upping my running this morning to 41 mins of 4 mins run, 2 mins walk (4 mins is the longest I've ever run). No more fruit for me today though. I sooo love M&S king plums....

But I weighed myself on Sunday and had put back on the 2lbs I lost last week. I was very sad about it but am hanging on in there and hoping that it's a reaction to the carby stuff of Thursday and Friday (and that ice cream on Saturday) and that I will still see a net loss on Wednesday (weigh in day). Full blown self-flagellation will be delayed until then.

I partially panic ate the plums at my new desk - I had to suddenly do a piece of work that made me feel under pressure to come up with something tip-top (it was more in the adequate bracket). I sped-ate (like speed-dating but more calories - if less humiliation I would guess!). I know that plums are not the worst things to gorge on but it's still dodgy behaviour that I need to be wary of. I've often been accused of speaking with plums in my mouth - this afternoon I did it literally.