I’m posting about stuff. Actually I have stuff to say but I needed a boot up my bum.

Well a couple of weeks ago I was feeling distinctly under par, almost at my starting weight (but not size, though it feels like it) and feeling very unfit.

I gave up caffeine. Which was easier than I thought. I’m eating much more cleanly most of the time and I feel better, like I’m starting to turn a corner maybe. I hope so.

Last week I went to the Breeze bikes turbo session and it was a good one. A combination of rotten turbo and core exercises (usually pilates but the instructor was off) and I ached till Friday. Then Saturday I rode, it was a slow day in the slow group admittedly but I felt stronger. Went back to turblates last night and today I don’t feel so achey. Maybe it was the pilates. Who knows.

My scales are broken. Maybe I need some new ones. Maybe.

It’s a frustrating fact that I was fitter the day I gave birth than I am now, 9 months later. Never mind, I’ll just keep on bashing at it eh?

I’m growing em, Bean sprouts. Only not beans, right now I’m attempting to grow green lentil, peas and quinoa sprouts. The green lentils are going well, the peas are going nowhere and I wouldn’t be surprised if the quinoa became beer.

Yes, I’ve not posted. First I mupped up something on the site and got my bum slapped (then a very special cyclist wonderfully fixed it for me ). Oh, no, first I couldn’t seem to do anything because blummin other stuff got in the way. Then I started feeling all crap and carntbearsed and then I started feeling ill.

Now I’m fat again ( my 18′s are nipping ) and I’m not bloody getting any bigger so I decided to start having fun with food again because I’m at heart an all or nothing girl and getting excited about food works for me. I’m contemplating a return to my pre family, pre-marriage veganism. Hence I’m growing sprouts in my cupboard.

My facebook friends are being treat (treated?) to a little sprout growing journal so if you are my Facebook friend thanks for tolerating my boring sproutyness and if you aren’t my Facebook friend why not? Get that fixed pronto wont you?

Here ends this diatribe.

Is redwine vegan?

Upfront, I still LOVE cycling. I do.

There’s a small matter that seems to have developed over the last couple of weeks. You remember that person I had cut out of me about seven months ago? Well my scar has started hurting and it’s a bit tender to the touch.

Ok so I got a bit of a pasting yesterday and my calves and thigh have that pleasant morning after ache but my lower abdomen feels like I’ve done about 500 crunches. I think maybe I should see a doctor eh?

This is undiscovered territory for me. 7 years ago (this week!) I had the same operation but back then I was very fat, my blood pressure was very high and the diabetes was out of control. This time all of that was gone but I haven’t really done this before and I don’t know what I should be feeling but surely it shouldn’t be hurting right now when the last 5 months have been fine?

I do know that it actually takes about 18 months for your body to fully recover from childbirth but it’s very vexing. Bugger.

Have I ever told you that I love cycling? No? How remiss of me. I LOVE IT. Love it love it love it. Last night at the Tyneside Vagabonds awards dinner I got a gentle chiding from a couple of members for not being much of the blogging and I replied that I have a cycling blog and I don’t do much cycling. Well actually that was a lie. I don’t do much cycling compared to before Nelly, I do quite a lot compared to some people. My rides are shorter and less frequent but I’m still riding.

What was more interesting was firstly realising that people are watching me, waiting for me to post and also that my blogroll is interesting to my friends. If I wasn’t such a lovely magnanimous blogger I’d have been very upset to hear two cyclists both very much respected by me telling me how freakin wonderful Darlobikegirl is. (it’s true, she’s flaming fantastic and you should all go click that link on my blogroll).

Hanyway.. cycling, yes I love it. Today I rode from home to a cafe to meet the saturday social riders (there was a sockfull of them out like, tonnes). Instead of taking my usual route I decided to take the scenic way. I was pootling along looking forward to a gentle ride when I rode up behind two gentlemen. We exchanged the usual pleasantries and then they asked me where I was going… Yup, then there were three. How fantastic is that? Total strangers to me. I love that. The buggers also gave me a total pasting. That’s not a bad thing, in a sadistic way I love that feeling and I’ve found myself lacking in the push yourself till it hurts then push some more mentality.

By my previous standards a 30 mile day is not much cycling but I feel good. Tired, but good.

But i ran out of day. Sorry.

Yup, I kinda fell off the wagon for a day or two there. I have some family stuff going on (crap excuse I know) so I’ve not been tracking or exercising, eating on the run and flopping into bed exausted. Unfortunately that’s the way life is sometime and I hope it all turns out well but I know that only for a few days is this a sensible way to live, no matter what happens. I have to dash now, tomorrow I’m going to find the time to tell you about my Grandad who is a true inspiration.

How come none of you’s noticed I’d gone quiet? You should be ashamed of yourselves, what kind of harassment club are you??

Still the food of kings.

Anybody got a better suggestion? (No not pasta and Blackberries Cakeface)

Well it turns out I could do that. I fell three quarters of a mile short yesterday, anyone who’s interested can see the ride here: (I’d love it if you did, I’m rightly proud).What’s a fraction between friends eh?

My Mother in law is free, I have a babysitter for the morning. You know what this means don’t you?

I love riding with the club on a Saturday, the crack is superb but what I really have missed this past year is the solitary 16ish miles to meet them. Now thats an extra 36-40 miles a day and I just wasn’t capable before and then after I just didn’t have a babysitter but now I do. I feel like I have to do this. I mean I did it just after I started riding with the club and I managed didn’t I? So I’m going for it. Theres some trepidation and a bit of excitement going on so I’m phoning the man what brings fried foods. I plan on returning home tomorrow having clocked up at least 60 miles.

Wish me and my flippers luck wont you?

Or so I thought. As part of plan “do something every day even if it’s just a walk” I’ve been aiming to well, do something every day. The thing is it’s mostly becoming the just a walk part. Now it’s definitely exercise, me and a buggy averaging 3.5 mph but there’s not much cycling happening. I’m longing for the days when I’d set off in the morning and pedal till teatime (yes there was cake inbetween). Oh well, I’m still exercising I suppose and the rest will come in time.

I weighed in this morning at 224lbs (yes, still fat). That’s 6lbs down on where I started at the beginning of the month. I am proud of that but now I’m thinking that maybe that’s a bit fast. I was aiming for 1lb a week and everything I’ve read (which isn’t much) points to lactating mothers aiming to lose very slowly. I’ve not been allowing myself extra cals for the feeding because I honestly don’t know how much to allow (yeah they say 500 a day but I don’t believe it can be so uniform) and also because there’s no box for that in mynetdiary.

I like mynetdiary, it’s easy to use and does the calculations based on your usual activity levels. I’m defaulting to sedentary so I’ve been logging pretty much any exercise bar the school run. I was pretty tickled to find out that it actually considered shopping as exercise. Sounds funny to me; Go to asda= eat more.

My calves are aching from something called “Body Blitz”. Last week it was my stomach. I’ve never been to an exercise class before but it made me realise that I was only exercising in a very specific way. I’m aching but I feel good about myself that’s for sure.

How are you getting on?

Disclaimer: I don’t work for Mynetdiary and there are other sites and software out there.