Deprestressed…but still a doer.

Oh what a rainy Sunday it has been here around my neck of the woods. And I have been feeling rainy and low myself as well. I have so much emotional stress inside of me that sometimes hits me like a wave. And it gets hard to breathe. Today is one of those days. It can be a little PMS as well but my cycles are out of synch due to myoma and endmetriosis so I can’t be sure. Anyway, most of the time I am very up, pepped and energetic but today – not. 25 minutes after this post has been published I might feel more at ease again. That is me in a nutsheel. The sorrow comes and it goes.

I am feeling stressed about work right now due to the trip to Malta. We have our annual Maltaadventure with one of our VIP-players and it is not a huge event but nevertheless super important that all goes hunky dory. My to do list for that event is miles long and I am just scared I am missing bits here and there. I have been working from home this Sunday trying to get all my other work bits together in order to be able to fully focus when being on location. Anyway, on Tuesday we depart and we will spend a few days having fun in the sun, and enjoying the Malta weather as well as working a great deal.

Another thing I now worry about is the fact that when I weighed myself this morning I had put on 0,5 kilos since last Monday. And I know why. I was out Saturday night for tapas and I had 3 glasses of wine. I also slipped on Friday where I ended up eating peanuts dipped in dark chocolate for dinner (!!!!) and I passed out around 7.30 pm I guess due to a sugar chock. This is a shitty set back and I feel truly angry with myself for not sticking to the plan.  Today I have been focusing on how to move along with this coming week’s food plan staying in a hotel and going out a lot. The hotel breakfast is easy, bacon and egg every other day and berries, full fat yoghurt the other. For lunch chicken caesar sallad/salad with salmon and then for dinner different steaks with sauces and salad on the side. I am of course packing my gym clothes and will exercise and swim everyday. My training is never the problem. It is the food and the sugar that is the tricky part, and the alcohol. I am hoping to still be able to loose a tiny bit of weight when being away. It should be doable. It all comes down to the choices and the effort. Easy as that.

Yesterday was a perfect sunny day here in Stockholm. I went out running with Ove the dog and I brought my swimsuit and took a swim, very quick one, in the lake. Freezing but so worth it, I would say about 15 degrees celsius… I am hoping for warmer water in Malta in the coming week.

After my depressive scales encounter this morning I ended up training 2,5 hrs in the gym. Spinning, treadmill, upper body heavy strength training and a NTC abs and core focus class. I was melting away in the gym and left wet spots after me wherever I went. It felt good and I am real happy I did put in the extra work. Hopefully it will give me some benefit on tomorrow’s weigh in.

Now I need to try on Malta outfits. Good summery, comfortable clothing that look good in the office as well as out on the restaurants. And a bit of pedicure as well so I dare show my feet in sandals. I cannot wait to get a bit of a tan. My legs are a disaster and with the spider veins from hell popping up on my right leg I am looking forward getting from pale to golden.

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My first real selfie in the gym mirror. Sliding around of sweat it creates a special “bluriness”.

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Off out in the night. Meeting up M and some other people for a good tapas night out.

 

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Sunday sunny walk before the rain came. Ove the dog is posing like there is no tomorrow.

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Playing in the lake. Such a lovely Saturday!

I have paid my bills, I have done a good half day of work on my day off, I have eaten well, I have trained hard. I sure deserve a good night’s sleep. And so do you! Have a lovely Sunday wherever you are out there.

Ta ta for now!

Ulrika

 

2 thoughts on “Deprestressed…but still a doer.

  1. Heja heja!!!! Du kommer ändå att hamna på rätt sida om vågstrecket. Som du fajtas. Jag tycker du är grym & jag längtar efter att bli lite lättare så jag kan/orkar börja springa igen. Det är 3-4 år sen jag sprang senast. Mamma & jag åker till Barcelona på fredag och stannar 5 dagar. Risk för alkoholintag hög. Men kolhydrater ska undvikas till varje pris! Kör hårt nu. Kram

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