Week 2 - hurray

Woohoo!  Week two had arrived and I have survived the first week! Bam! I'm actually feeling really positive about all of this, and...

I LOST 4.1kgs last week!! Woohoo! So my current weight is an even 140kgs

I know from experience that one loses more in the first few weeks than later on in the weightloss-jour, but still, always when I step on the scale and I see that I've lost something, it should be a victory. And this week it's a big one, especially with all the temptations I had last week and our 'let it go' saturday, which was a little heavier than expected since we ate gnocchi with meatballs (as you could have seen in my log), and trust me when I say I make some kickass meatballs. Maybe i'll post the recipe some day, but let me first get used to this blogging thing and then when that dust has settled and routine has rooted itself, I can start adding ideas. Like a weekly new recipe amongst other things.

I do have to talk about my swimming on saturday. It was intense. I was scared it was going to be really busy since it was a saturday afternoon, but at most there were three people (including myself) in the sepersted area where people swim laps, so that was a relief. Since there were so few people, I felt comfortable challenging myself, so I did some laps 'crawling' (I realise I don't know the correct word in English, will have to look that up) until I got severely out of breath, then one lap easy,then two more fast, etc. At one point I got a cramp in my lower left leg/calf, but it dissipated after a couple of seconds so I didn't pay attention to it. After exactly an hour and five minutes of swimming (my goal is to swim an hour each time), I wasready to get out of the pool. Swimming towards the ladder tobget out of the swimmingpool, I had to circumnavigate some teenage girls splashing around and a mother prepping her 7 yo for his swimming exams (we have those in the Netherlands :p). Finally at the ladder, I submerge myself one last time to cool off, get on the ladder, get out of the pool, and cannot move... in the third and last step of the ladder, my left lower lefs cramps up and shoots fiery sparks of pain though my body. I literally can't move my leg and have to wait it out. Longest minute of my life! I finally manage to push through, wobble my body towards the hot tub like a seal towards the sea, and slowly sink into it letting its utereal warmth envelop me. To this day still (two days later), that leg huuuuurts. After consulting some fysio -friends of mine, I apparently pushed myself a liiiittle to hard hahaha lesson learned I guess; do a better warmingnuo and cooling down next time.

See you soon,

Love,

Himmin