... for both myself and my blog. I am beginning my diet and getting fit in time to run the Race for Life in July, and you lucky people get to read all about my ups and downs and best efforts to lose about 5 stone.
I will regularly post about my diet, what I've eaten, what my targets are and what exercise I've been doing to lose weight and get fit and healthy. This may be daily updates or just a sunday update... but I'll have to wait and see how much spare time I have to fill you guys in with my piling amount of uni work which seems to be never ending.
I'm planning on doing the diet my mother usually uses, which is the 1000 calorie plan. You have 1000 calories for your meals and then up to 250 calories for snacks.
So hear we go...
Day One...
Breakfast - Special K bar & coffee (sweetner and skimmed milk) [80 cal]
Lunch - Ham and low fat cheese salad sandwich (wholemeal bread) [400 cal]
Snack - 3 oatcakes with ham & coffee [170 cal]
Dinner - Omelette & oven chips with salad [400 cal]
Water - 2 glasses & 1x 500 ml bottle
So todays calories tally up to roughly 1050 calories
Come back and catch up, and see how much I've lost every Sunday.
Sunday, 18 March 2012
Thursday, 15 March 2012
Castle...
... is finally back on our screens, and I am way too excited. The series follows a successful mystery novelist who is seeking inspiration for a new collection of novels after killing off his lead character. He finds this inspiration in the form of Detective Kate Beckett, who he is clearly falling in love with as the second series continues.
Nathan Fillion (2 Guys, a Girl and a Pizza Place), plays the gorgeous Richard 'Rick' Castle who in this series as just released his new book Heat Wave staring Nikki Heat, based on Detective Beckett. He has the option to become the new author of three "unnamed" English Spy novel... we can all guess who that certain spy is. Instead of choosing to write for his all time inspirational character he chooses to continue following Beckett and and the NYPD. The stunning Stana Katic (Quantum of Solace) is the perfect counterpart for Fillion and the perfect future love interest.
If you've never seen it before I definitely need to give it go and see what you think. It is certainly my new addiction. Heres me looking forward to the next two seasons already.
Nathan Fillion (2 Guys, a Girl and a Pizza Place), plays the gorgeous Richard 'Rick' Castle who in this series as just released his new book Heat Wave staring Nikki Heat, based on Detective Beckett. He has the option to become the new author of three "unnamed" English Spy novel... we can all guess who that certain spy is. Instead of choosing to write for his all time inspirational character he chooses to continue following Beckett and and the NYPD. The stunning Stana Katic (Quantum of Solace) is the perfect counterpart for Fillion and the perfect future love interest.
If you've never seen it before I definitely need to give it go and see what you think. It is certainly my new addiction. Heres me looking forward to the next two seasons already.
Sunday, 11 March 2012
Shopping...
... is becoming ever so much more difficult these days. Not just for one reason, but a whole array of reasons.
All the stores seem to be going into administration, and then going poof, never to be there for me to buy their products again. Walking through town today and saw atleast 11 stores that had closed since just before Christmas. Admittedly I didn't shop at all of them but seeing all those empty shop fronts makes me a little bit sad. The only places in any city or town that seem to be staying open at the moment are the charity shops. Don't get me wrong, I don't have anything against charity shops, infact I used to buy many books from the Salvation Army back home, but now I have a kindle and a billion and one books on that to read, the charity shop seems to no longer serve a purpose for me. My nan on the other hand is always in there buying books, handbags, scarves, coats and other crap she really doesn't need, that she takes back to the charity shop a few months later.
And as for the stores that are still open (and that aren't charity shops), well, they're a bit crap too. Its getting a bit sad when the best place to go and buy clothes is the supermarket (George at Asda, F & F at Tesco etc). But you go into primark and its all the same crap, just in a different colour and the wrong size; and you know perfectly well because you're paying relatively cheaply for your clothes that you'll be in again in a fortnight buying the same damn thing. The amount of leggings from Primark I get through are ridiculous, but for £3 a time I'd rather buy them, then pay extortionate prices elsewhere. That brings me on to my next point. Not only does everywhere having something that nobody really wants but its also really expensive. Everything just keeps going up in price, which means we're spending less, which mean businesses are making less, which means they go into administration and close, leaving us with... guess what???? Less places to shop!!!
Today in town I felt like shouting "Heyyyy!!!! Why does everything have to show your belly these daysss????" Yes its fashion, but what about us slightly larger women who by no means want our middle region on show. We go out to the stores and everything is tiny, short, doesn't cover anything etcc... We're selfconscious enough, don't go and make things blooming worse! And yes since gaining a few extra pounds at uni I'm stuggling to fit my growing bum and thighs into the things I'd like to wear, but their is no equivalent in stores such as Evans and other larger shops. They don't sell shorts, just three quarter lengths and cut offs... I don't want to look like my trousers shrunk in the wash, I want to look a little bit more fashionable than that.
At the rate its going with stores closing and the other not providing what the consumer needs we'll all be hitting Decathlon and buying tents to wear, because I'd rather be seen in one of those than a vest top that barely covers my feminity or a pair of shorts that let the whole world see every bit of wobble that I'm trying to keep hidden.
All the stores seem to be going into administration, and then going poof, never to be there for me to buy their products again. Walking through town today and saw atleast 11 stores that had closed since just before Christmas. Admittedly I didn't shop at all of them but seeing all those empty shop fronts makes me a little bit sad. The only places in any city or town that seem to be staying open at the moment are the charity shops. Don't get me wrong, I don't have anything against charity shops, infact I used to buy many books from the Salvation Army back home, but now I have a kindle and a billion and one books on that to read, the charity shop seems to no longer serve a purpose for me. My nan on the other hand is always in there buying books, handbags, scarves, coats and other crap she really doesn't need, that she takes back to the charity shop a few months later.
And as for the stores that are still open (and that aren't charity shops), well, they're a bit crap too. Its getting a bit sad when the best place to go and buy clothes is the supermarket (George at Asda, F & F at Tesco etc). But you go into primark and its all the same crap, just in a different colour and the wrong size; and you know perfectly well because you're paying relatively cheaply for your clothes that you'll be in again in a fortnight buying the same damn thing. The amount of leggings from Primark I get through are ridiculous, but for £3 a time I'd rather buy them, then pay extortionate prices elsewhere. That brings me on to my next point. Not only does everywhere having something that nobody really wants but its also really expensive. Everything just keeps going up in price, which means we're spending less, which mean businesses are making less, which means they go into administration and close, leaving us with... guess what???? Less places to shop!!!
Today in town I felt like shouting "Heyyyy!!!! Why does everything have to show your belly these daysss????" Yes its fashion, but what about us slightly larger women who by no means want our middle region on show. We go out to the stores and everything is tiny, short, doesn't cover anything etcc... We're selfconscious enough, don't go and make things blooming worse! And yes since gaining a few extra pounds at uni I'm stuggling to fit my growing bum and thighs into the things I'd like to wear, but their is no equivalent in stores such as Evans and other larger shops. They don't sell shorts, just three quarter lengths and cut offs... I don't want to look like my trousers shrunk in the wash, I want to look a little bit more fashionable than that.
At the rate its going with stores closing and the other not providing what the consumer needs we'll all be hitting Decathlon and buying tents to wear, because I'd rather be seen in one of those than a vest top that barely covers my feminity or a pair of shorts that let the whole world see every bit of wobble that I'm trying to keep hidden.
Thursday, 23 February 2012
The TV World...
... isn't as impressive as it used to be when I was younger. Then again, I was entertained by Bananas in Pyjamas and Bears with a whole lot of love to share (CareBears) back then. Lets be honest, I'd probably still be entertained by that kind of childish excitement now.
I might be 21, but I still have my tween tendencies... yes I love vampires and the sex appeal they have. Forget the Twilight Saga, its all about Vampire Diaries and the Salvatore brothers and the love of their lives. This is probably one of the most complicated love triangles on my TV at the moment, but I love it and could solve their love triangle problems by taking one of the brother (Damon) off her hands. VD has vampires, witches, werewolves, hybrids and a whole lot of shit going down. Things are hotting up with the return of the originals (the first vampires) and their mother (the first witch), who is planning on killing her children to stop them from killing anymore. The catch... one son is willing to act as sacrafice to kill the others because he hates what he has become and the others are good, but still bad (if that makes any sense to anyone, if you watch the series, you'll know what I mean). I love the old english accents the originals have and the immense sex appeal vampires conjure.
Elsewhere in TV land, Gossip Girl gets more and more complicated every week, with its love "square" rather than triangle. Blair married Prince Louis and became Princess of Monacco and is now trying to get a divorce after he dropped the bombshell that their marriage is just for show and that he no longer loves her; he just refused to be embarassed by dumping her after all her exploits. Serena still loves Dan, who is madly in love with Blair and would do anything with her... onnly he leaked the video about how much Blair loves Chuck, which made Louis hate Blair... And that was all in one episode (how excited was I that day).
In Glee (my guilty pleasure) it was all about Regionals, which The New Directions won of course. The episode was probably the saddest in a long time, and I for one missed the cringe factor we usually associate with the show. Firstly, Dave Karofsky tries to commit suicide when he is bullied about his sexuality at school, then it ends with a car accident involving Quin... I look forward to next week and seeing what the hell happens... I can feel the tears ready to roll.
The Soap World is much too complicated for me these days, probably because I never keep up with what is going on. Yes I do sit there irritating my housemates keep asking whats going on and why people are doing certain things. Never watch the soaps with me.
Thats pretty much everything I really watch religiously at the moment, so thats it for now. Maybe you'll even want to go and see what all the fuss is about as far as these TV programmes are concerned. Enjoyyyy
I might be 21, but I still have my tween tendencies... yes I love vampires and the sex appeal they have. Forget the Twilight Saga, its all about Vampire Diaries and the Salvatore brothers and the love of their lives. This is probably one of the most complicated love triangles on my TV at the moment, but I love it and could solve their love triangle problems by taking one of the brother (Damon) off her hands. VD has vampires, witches, werewolves, hybrids and a whole lot of shit going down. Things are hotting up with the return of the originals (the first vampires) and their mother (the first witch), who is planning on killing her children to stop them from killing anymore. The catch... one son is willing to act as sacrafice to kill the others because he hates what he has become and the others are good, but still bad (if that makes any sense to anyone, if you watch the series, you'll know what I mean). I love the old english accents the originals have and the immense sex appeal vampires conjure.
Elsewhere in TV land, Gossip Girl gets more and more complicated every week, with its love "square" rather than triangle. Blair married Prince Louis and became Princess of Monacco and is now trying to get a divorce after he dropped the bombshell that their marriage is just for show and that he no longer loves her; he just refused to be embarassed by dumping her after all her exploits. Serena still loves Dan, who is madly in love with Blair and would do anything with her... onnly he leaked the video about how much Blair loves Chuck, which made Louis hate Blair... And that was all in one episode (how excited was I that day).
In Glee (my guilty pleasure) it was all about Regionals, which The New Directions won of course. The episode was probably the saddest in a long time, and I for one missed the cringe factor we usually associate with the show. Firstly, Dave Karofsky tries to commit suicide when he is bullied about his sexuality at school, then it ends with a car accident involving Quin... I look forward to next week and seeing what the hell happens... I can feel the tears ready to roll.
The Soap World is much too complicated for me these days, probably because I never keep up with what is going on. Yes I do sit there irritating my housemates keep asking whats going on and why people are doing certain things. Never watch the soaps with me.
Thats pretty much everything I really watch religiously at the moment, so thats it for now. Maybe you'll even want to go and see what all the fuss is about as far as these TV programmes are concerned. Enjoyyyy
Wednesday, 13 July 2011
World's Strictest Parents
This is one of those programmes I shouldn't like and don't particularly do, but its definately interesting to see two spoilt brats who run amok and cause their parents stress being sent to strict families all over the world to learn how they bring up their children.
When stacking a dishwasher or vacumming the carpet initialises the anger and rage of two teenagers its shocking to see how much teens of today get away with. I'm not saying I agree with the way all of these families enforce their rules but maybe parents in this country should take a leaf out of their books.
How have some of these teenagers made it in life without getting a smack. Perhaps some of them should have been put in their place by family members or friends.
"They can tell me what to wear, but at the end of the day they're not my parents." They might not be your parents but you're living with a family willing to take you in for a period of time and you have the nerve to moan... maybe you should get your priorities right. Forget what you're wearing and take an interest in what you're being taught by the family and see if you could learn a few manners on the short holiday. Yes, holiday! You're in another country, having a break from your usual regime, and although you may be asked to carry out a few chores I don't see the problem. Dress more conservatively and get your thumb from up your ass and attempt to behave yourself for one week!
When stacking a dishwasher or vacumming the carpet initialises the anger and rage of two teenagers its shocking to see how much teens of today get away with. I'm not saying I agree with the way all of these families enforce their rules but maybe parents in this country should take a leaf out of their books.
How have some of these teenagers made it in life without getting a smack. Perhaps some of them should have been put in their place by family members or friends.
"They can tell me what to wear, but at the end of the day they're not my parents." They might not be your parents but you're living with a family willing to take you in for a period of time and you have the nerve to moan... maybe you should get your priorities right. Forget what you're wearing and take an interest in what you're being taught by the family and see if you could learn a few manners on the short holiday. Yes, holiday! You're in another country, having a break from your usual regime, and although you may be asked to carry out a few chores I don't see the problem. Dress more conservatively and get your thumb from up your ass and attempt to behave yourself for one week!
Monday, 6 June 2011
Trains
I love to travel, and I love to travel on the train; but every journey gives me a sudden sense of fear.
"Am I on the right train?" "Is this the right stop?" "I'm never going to make it to the other platform before my next train leaves."
These are only a few of the sudden doubts I have in my own capability as a functioning human being.
I sit on the train waiting for the voice above to state the train's destination with my fingers crossed, praying mine is among those mentioned. Never have I found myself on the wrong train but the panic sets in everytime.
Even sitting here now writing this. I dread the horrors that await me at Birmingham New Street, when boarding the train home. I wish my route from Derby avoided New Street altogether. Everytime someone makes me want to yell: "HELLO!! I am here, clearly you didn't notice my five foot eight build and bright blue suitcase until you knocked me over." The best is, these people then have the nerve to moan about me, even though I tried to avoid the oncoming crowds.
Then more panic; "has the time spent being trampled made me late for my train?" "Have I missed it?" Just the other day a situation similar to this nearly made me miss my connecting service. I sat in the seat by the door absolutely seething, trying to catch my breath before the fear set in that I had to remember when to get off.
I sit and stare at the beautiful countryside scenery flying past the window; noone can see the terror or imagine the whirlwind tearing through my insides. I sit here quietly, I take in everything around me; speak when spoken to, smile when smiled at, but noone can sense the fear.
On a trainful of people I can't be the only one worried about ending up in the wrong destination. It can't just be me.
"Am I on the right train?" "Is this the right stop?" "I'm never going to make it to the other platform before my next train leaves."
These are only a few of the sudden doubts I have in my own capability as a functioning human being.
I sit on the train waiting for the voice above to state the train's destination with my fingers crossed, praying mine is among those mentioned. Never have I found myself on the wrong train but the panic sets in everytime.
Even sitting here now writing this. I dread the horrors that await me at Birmingham New Street, when boarding the train home. I wish my route from Derby avoided New Street altogether. Everytime someone makes me want to yell: "HELLO!! I am here, clearly you didn't notice my five foot eight build and bright blue suitcase until you knocked me over." The best is, these people then have the nerve to moan about me, even though I tried to avoid the oncoming crowds.
Then more panic; "has the time spent being trampled made me late for my train?" "Have I missed it?" Just the other day a situation similar to this nearly made me miss my connecting service. I sat in the seat by the door absolutely seething, trying to catch my breath before the fear set in that I had to remember when to get off.
I sit and stare at the beautiful countryside scenery flying past the window; noone can see the terror or imagine the whirlwind tearing through my insides. I sit here quietly, I take in everything around me; speak when spoken to, smile when smiled at, but noone can sense the fear.
On a trainful of people I can't be the only one worried about ending up in the wrong destination. It can't just be me.
The Job Market...
It is absolutely impossible to find a job in this day and age, especially if you're a student. Since starting university I have found it impossible. Yet in my local Poundland there are about 6 young people who work for around six weeks to get their benefits. Okay, so it's free staff for Poundland but the kids don't realise they're working for about £1.80 an hour.
Is it not obvious that the reason there are not any jobs is because there are scroungers being forced to work for their peanuts. Yet we have students looking for work because we can't seek benefits and are supposed to live off loans even though we're trying to better ourselves for future careers.
To top all this off, there are thousands of students graduating every year from universities up and down the country;but once graduated only a small percentage get a job in a career which their degree is suitable.
As a budding journalist I plan on not relying on just a degree but on my writing, enthusiasm and perserverance.
The competiveness for the jobs that are out their has made me realise, if I want to get where I want to be then I need to focus now; enter competitions, do as much work experience as I can and just write for the sake of writing.
But until then the search for a summer job continues.
Is it not obvious that the reason there are not any jobs is because there are scroungers being forced to work for their peanuts. Yet we have students looking for work because we can't seek benefits and are supposed to live off loans even though we're trying to better ourselves for future careers.
To top all this off, there are thousands of students graduating every year from universities up and down the country;but once graduated only a small percentage get a job in a career which their degree is suitable.
As a budding journalist I plan on not relying on just a degree but on my writing, enthusiasm and perserverance.
The competiveness for the jobs that are out their has made me realise, if I want to get where I want to be then I need to focus now; enter competitions, do as much work experience as I can and just write for the sake of writing.
But until then the search for a summer job continues.
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