Birthday bread and bagels!

Today is my birthday. I woke up at 5:30am to got for a run. It was so beautiful, I felt like I was in a movie. I managed about 5km with some walking inbetween bursts…I think that it is very different running in an area of which you have no knowledge. Still, it felt good to be out.

I came back and was greeted with gifts from my mum and my daughter. Later we went to Southport to shop and to have lunch. Southport is a seaside resort just north of Liverpool. I love it because it is so traditional. The streets are laced with fillagree and there is an old fashioned fairground near the shore. Southport reminds me of my grandparents. I just love it there.

Anyway, for lunch I had a panini, a huge latte and half a scone. And I enjoyed every mouthful…and felt sick as a dog afterwards. And to top it off, for dinner I had a bagel with cheese on it.

Back on the wagon tomorrow! I don’t feel too guilty seeing as I haven’t had any pure carbs for the past month.

I was determined not to indulge in food for celebration, but, as a lover of good food, I have decided to indulge occasionally, but to focus on quality and not quantity.

Flight food and the beginning of an English Summer…

Now I’m back in the UK, hoping to spend a good month or so here before heading back to the desert.

I was quite fearful of the change, after having set myself up in Dubai…getting onto Dukan, training well and having a nice routine with my husband and daughter.

The flight was good. My husband managed to wangle 2 seats together as the baby is too big for a bassinet now. She was an absolute angel throughout. Really. Thank God!

Foodwise? I was quite naughty…I could have been worse but I wasn’t. I really didn’t want to fuss with the flight food during the 8 hour flight and a small baby in tow. Its funny that even though I knew I was being naughty, it was still controlled. My battle against emotional eating is still a fight but it is far easier than it once was.

We were picked up by my auntie and stayed the night over at hers. The next morning, I used her treadmill which was quite an experience…especially in the cold. It took me a good while to warm up and get used to a different treadmill…hers is quite narrow and has no front panel…I near fell off twice! After my shuffle, I moved to their conservatory and did a session with Ms Jillian. I am really loving her workouts.

Mum picked us up the next day and we headed back to the barge. It has such a beautiful surroundings. Its taking the baby a while to settle in but she’s doing ok. The following morning I took her for a 5km brisk walk through the countryside. It was so wonderful being in the fresh air.
We went shopping to buy scales and lots of protein. I am determined to continue with my plan. I have since lost another kilo in the past few days but I have a feeling that my naughty flight will catch up with me.

This morning, I woke up even before the baby (and she was asleep by 6pm!) and went for a run…granted it wasn’t long as I am still finding my way around and getting used to running on normal land, but oh my, what a treat it was! I ended up running on a bridle path down the side of the canal. It was beautiful. Plus, the mp3 player really helped. I bought some running music on cd before I left…really, it makes it so much easier. I came back, fed the baby and then had another date with Ms Jillian. Granted I couldn’t do the jumping jacks on the boat with such a low roof and wooden floor, so I just did the arm movements in double time to increase my heart rate.

In future, I plan to take the laptop outside and do the workout on the grass. I’m sure the fellow boaters could all do with a giggle!

Until next time!