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Hah! I’d have imagined that working in a fast food restaurant would have put the weight back on me, however, my first two 8 hour shifts have not only got me less weight, but have put a little bit of money in my pocket for the DragonForce concert (yay!) and given me a little bit of muscle, I can feel myself getting stronger.

Aside from having to memorise what’s in each of the set meals for KFC, I haven’t got time to be sitting and trying to snack, besides, we’re not allowed. We’re allowed a meal per shift, but I don’t really like the idea and have been working through my breaks.  We’re allowed to help ourselves to drinks (within reason of course!) but we’re not allowed to drink on the front counter so I have to take it and store it in the staff room and go to the staff room when I need a drink. I’m also only drinking diet, so apart from the teeth damage, I’m not overdosing on sugar.So that’s 8 hours of standing, put chicken in a bucket, cleaning tables, sweeping floors, restocking the front counters with cups, lids, buckets, etc.  So I’m pretty much constantly busy. It’s great!

KFC- lots of chicken!

So much chicken! I will never be able to eat KFC again @_@

So the weigh in this morning?  Well, the past few days I haven’t had much sleep, mostly from insomnia, but last night? Fantastic sleep, I’ve been so busy I’ve completely tired myself out so there’s been chance for muscle and cell repair (which is done through sleep) until last night.  And….?

I’m now 147lbs! Was 175lbs, now 147, that’s nearly 30lbs O_O Bloody hell, I’m just realising this now O.O wow. 2 stone. 2 whole stone O_O WOW.

Time to put it back on xD I need lunch. Nah, but. My original goal was 10stone (140lbs) but I think it might be safe to go down to 9stone.  If I can keep this up I will be there by Christmas 🙂 No more little fat Shanny 🙂

I feel fitter, in control of my eating, more confident and less self hatey, and not to mention, I can do so much more. The whole work thing is making it easier, lifting heavy boxes, and crates of fizzy juice bottles, I’m building muscle too.

I think the biggest difference is my thighs. They were massive, around 75cm, now? 63cm. My stomach? Was 99cm, now 83cm. Hips? 113cm now 97cm. I feel so much better :’)

7lbs till my next big milestone. But I’ll check in before then 🙂 Go me ^_^ Later Taters. xx


How many miles to Skinny?

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Wow…. Only 16 days to go until my deadline. My boyfriend and I decided that a deadline would be a good idea to help keep me motivated in my attempts to lose weight. Another good point is that I have been offered a new job. I need to phone up and so on and that’s quite nerve wracking. I don’t know if everyone gets this nervous or if it’s an autism thing but I need money so as soon as I can get near a phone, etc and have everything together I can give it a go at finding out what I need to do! It’s for KFC which is fairly local so I’m quite chuffed. It’s one bus journey only 20 minutes from my house so if I get it, I’ll be estatic 😀

Erm….what else…. oh! I’m down to 149lbs. I’m under the 150 mark! And it’s all down to eating properly and not eating any more than 1000kcalories a day! There have been occasional blips but it’s over the long term it’s really made a difference.  As long as the overall input is less than the overall output there will be weight loss. I just need to keep telling myself that when I make a mistake and at this weight now, it’s going to take a lot of blips to go back over again.

I’m very nervous about the job thing. I’m curious as to how I’ll manage college work too and if the people are nice and what the pay is like. But overall, it’s quite exciting. A job! Me! Will I be worth it?

Erm…still waiting on college information coming through the door. That needs to hurry up….


So the boyfriend was away in Edinburgh for a few days to see a band called Baroness. I had a wee listen to them and I actually recommend them to anyone that likes decent music. They are genuinely very unique with a huge range of different songs. Some songs are like the Killers, others are more Black Metal.  Anyway, there was that urge to binge away the lonliness of three days in the house. My Dad was down in Manchester so I wasn’t even able to visit my Dad for company, and, as we all know, my mother’s company is lovely, but only in small doses. She’s an interresting woman. So Digi, my boyfriend’s friend decided that he wanted to visit his own girlfriend who lives in a town  18 miles away. I was invited….. Sounds like a good plan right? Right. Wrong. As it is the summer holidays, none of us have any money. (See paragraph 1, Sentence 3). So we had to walk if we wanted to get there.

That very morning, my ears are starting to play up and I decide that maybe I should ask my mum if it’s a problem, given that everything sounds like I’m swimming in a flushing toilet and I  feel like I have pain shooting from one side of my head to the other and a chest burster is tearing out the side of my head. She says I need to go to the doctor, so we make an emergency appointment and my granny takes me because my mum has to go to work. The doctor prescribes Otosporin. Ear drops that are a slight steroid apparently. So these proceed to agonise me worse but the doctor assures me I should be better within the week.

My gran feeds me up with bridge rolls, ham  and cheese and warns me not to go on this walk with Digi and get some rest. It is 11.45am.

Back at home at 1.oopm Digi comes round and at 1.30pm we leave to go on our walk.

3 hours later we are walking through a muddy water-logged field in an attempt to avoid walking on the dual carriageway or alongside it which is illegal and, if caught, is a fine-able offense. Soaked through from the field, we emerge no further forward, and decide to turn back. We are feeling icky and want to go home. 3 hours later again, we have hit the wall. Or near enough. We’re practically crawling back and everything aches but we have about 8 miles till home. We get home? 10.10pm. 8 solid hours of walking.

So, for the next two days, I haven’t been able to do very much and yet, two days after, I got dragged out to help with gardening. I didn’t do much but Digi insisted. That damned Digi. Daniel was back from Edinburgh, so he helped the most, and though I had a bus ticket for the week (care of my mother’s genourous donations), we had to walk from Digi’s house  to mine because Daniel didn’t.

Another good thing is my hair’s been done. It’s newly cut and I have my fringe back! Yaaaay. Happy Days. Hopefully staying that way for a long time. It makes me look younger 😀


Derp. My new fringe, side fringe and squint smile.

Apparently, it really brings out my eyes.

Well that’s about it for the time being, plus I’m starving so I’ll leave it there and go find noms. ^^

Toodles xx

What’s in the cupboards.

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The holidays suck. I’ve applied to about 8 jobs, half of which I applied online and still nothing. So the short and short is that I have no income and I’m not signing on the job seekers if I’m going back to college. It seems like cheating the system and I don’t want to go to prison xD

Anyway, I have to be dependant on the food in the house and this is annoying because the food is so high calorie .-. I miss my jellies and I’ve run out of crispbread. I have to eat bread and it’s tearing me apart. I’ve managed to get away with tearing the crusts off. The crusts are where the fat and oils bake out to form (which I why I never eat heel/end slices) and hopefully I can cut out a few unnessicary calories that way.

I’ve managed to scrape the bottom of the barrel with the calories today at around 1600kcal. (Fuck!) But I’m hoping that, having been good the past two or three the scales won’t explode on me. One or two 1600kcal days a week can’t be that bad!  I just need to re-inforce my drive, keep myself motivated, double my efforts. I will not be 196lbs again. Period.

Period. Warning: Blood.

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Well, I must be doing something right because, after “accidently” opting for three takeaways this week, I have still lost weight. Now, I’m no way in hell condoning three takeaways in one week, it’s simply God-awful and health wise it’s a catastrophe, but….at the start of the week I was 152lbs, and one week later, I’m now 151 after three takeaways and copious heaps of chocolate.

Now it’s fair enough that having a week of losing blood and retained water would mostly be losing water weight but, if this is the only weight that is lost, then, surely I would have stayed the same, especially what with happening eaten so much, but no! As if by some miraculous….well…miracle I’ve gone down. That makes 4lbs in three weeks. I’m really chuffed :3

With only 11lbs to go, I’m nearly at my first goal weight, I just need to keep focused, and keep the healthy portions and food flowing. I think my metabolism is increasing. This might be due to my general exercise, I tend to spend less time indoors so I’m doing more! What’s more is the boyfriend is fixing up his bikes so soon I’ll be doing some biking and this’ll help with my problem area; my thighs.

Yay! I’m getting less fat. 🙂