A night in…

8 Mar 2014

This is becoming a rarity on a Saturday evening now – which still comes as a surprise to me…I never thought I would be out there doing this kind of thing!

Well…’this’ kind of thing was supposed to be the theatre again. Mr WLB – despite me clearly stating that I didn’t want to see this show – went ahead and booked tickets.

Four weeks ago I reminded him that I didn’t want to go. Two weeks ago I reminded him that I didn’t want to go. Last week I reminded him that I didn’t want to go…so why today did he think that I wanted to go?

Do men and women speak entirely different different languages, despite sharing a mother tongue?! :-)

It all got a little heated in the WLB household this evening. He didn’t really get heated…but I did.

Bloody guilt. I feel guilty for not going, despite clearly never wanting to go. He wanted to go and I was the only thing stopping him. None of our usual ‘go to’ people were available or interested…so it put the decision on me!

Now, the last two shows we have seen were chosen by Mr WLB. Both of them were bloody awful. I went at his request for me to ‘keep an open mind’…not that I have a mind that needs opening…I am fairly liberal and open-minded. He found this out when we visited an Ann Summers store earlier on in our relationship and I asked him, in front of some workmen who were shop fitting part of the store, did he want to buy some ‘wank mags’…he was mortified – but still bought one! ;-)

Seriously though, I like all sorts of stuff. I have eclectic taste in music, in books, in pretty much every aspect of life – I couldn’t define myself, nor restrict myself to genres!

But this theatre production really did not take my fancy.

So he decided to buy the tickets anyway. Then he spent the afternoon bombarding me with reviews for the show…hoping that this would sway my determined mind.

I kind of felt bullied in a way. I had clearly stated that I didn’t want to do something. He went ahead and tried to convince me – he said that he just assumed that I would change my mind! So I stuck with my original decision.

Why do I feel like the bad guy though?

Mr WLB is so lovely – he really is. I could have gone along for the show just to keep him happy – it wouldn’t have hurt. But we have two shows this coming week, and I have a lot on this week too – a full diary of coaching clients, a hospital appointment, work for Mr WLBs company, a Pilates event that I have organised, plus my usual gym commitments, the horses – which need a five day course of wormer and this is a bugger to administer, babysitting, and trying to see what help I can give my Mum with her new house. And I am bloody shattered from the activities of this past week.

Yet even though I clearly stated that I didn’t want to go, and I am shattered…I still feel bad. Mr WLB has puppy eyes…he is too bloody sweet and lovely and I feel as if I have just booted a puppy in the ribs!

He assures me that he really isn’t that bothered. I am bothered though. I am bothered because he has done so much for me in the past…and I couldn’t even accompany him to the theatre this evening.

Bloody hell – in fact, having read this post, I should be the one on the fecking stage as I am such a fecking drama queen! :-)

If I wasn’t on such crazy hormone suppressing tablets for my hyperplasia, I would almost say that I was suffering from PMT or something.

Sod it – he didn’t get his own way…we rarely do in life – he will have to suck it up and I will have to think of something to put a smile on his face. Get your bloody minds out of the gutter…I was thinking of booking another show…something he will like! ;-)

And having just read this post to him before making it available for public consumption, he has just had a good old moan about me telling you about the wank mag. He doesn’t want you thinking that he is a wanker. But let’s face it, it’s something that most of us have done at some point in time – and as I have caught him fiddling with his twinkle a few times, I can confirm that he is a wanker – but in the nicest possible sense! :-) Haha…what do you think of that inclusion Mr WLB?! :-)

Other than the theatre farce of this evening, today has been okay. We had a good Pilates session, followed by a trip to the horses – where the custodian cornered me about his fencing…it was with great glee that I told him it had been sorted yesterday! Then I went to Aquafit whilst Mr WLB stayed in the car eating paninis and crisps as his leg hurt and he didn’t want to swim…so he just ate instead. The smell of a warm panini is a bit mental – I had a few sniffs but managed to resist. We then went to my Mums and collected a load of stuff to take to the tip. Then it was Asda…and home. And now I am trying to release the guilt by searching for a comedy show to watch on TV so that we can have a giggle.

Breakfast: Banana porridge (5 syns).

20140308-195429.jpgLunch: Roasted veggies with Cajun salmon.

20140308-195841.jpgDinner: Bacon and egg burgers with roasted veggies and salad (2 x HEA, 2 x HEB, and 1 syn).

20140308-195938.jpgSnacks: Eat Natural snack bar (8 syns).

20140308-200021.jpgA lovely food day! My usual brekkie to fuel my morning of activity. Lunch was roasted veggies – red onion, courgette, and peppers – with salmon fillets that I had sprinkled Cajun seasoning on. Dinner was immense – I created some burgers that were the best! An egg, lean bacon, a meatfree burger, and cheese…delicious! I had these with salad, roasted butternut squash, a roasted red onion, and half a roasted red pepper. I am quite liking my little snack-sized Eat Natural bars…rather tasty!

Exercise: 60 minutes Pilates and 60 minutes Aquafit.

Thank you for reading,

Weight Loss Bitch xxx



On a health and fitness driven journey to lose over 32st / 448lbs / 203kgs – yes, it is a considerable amount – I am committed to losing my excess weight without the aid of weight loss surgery, diet pills, or quick fixes…as there aren’t any! Changing my eating habits and building up my fitness levels, along with addressing the ‘head issues’ will be crucial in order for me to achieve my goal. Living in England as a 31 year old super morbidly obese woman can be challenging to say the least. I have been shouted at in the street and verbally abused far too many times to mention; hence the name ‘Weight Loss Bitch’…the day I am just called a ‘bitch’ instead of a ‘fat bitch’ will be the day that I know I have cracked my weight loss! With many reasons to lose this weight I am documenting my journey for a number of reasons. Firstly, I would like to keep a record of the ups and downs, the highs and lows, and the challenges I face with such an enormous task to tackle. Secondly, I would also like to inspire and encourage other people who are in a similar situation and to show them that significant amounts of weight can be lost naturally…with a bit of motivation, hard work, dedication and will power. Thirdly, all of the blogging, Facebook-ing, Tweet-ing, Pinterest-ing and YouTube-ing keeps me occupied and keeps my fingers out of the fridge!

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