24 hours until my next competition, and when I weighed myself on my home scales today (which I suspect are weighing me heavy) I was 72kg on the nose. So fingers crossed, assuming I don’t suddenly gain 1kg overnight (it happens!) I’m on target for tomorrow. And I haven’t had to sacrifice any of my favourite foods – I’ve had Oatibix, milk, Danio yogurts (which have – gasp – sugar in them) and even chocolate (not dark; I’ve been eating Butterfingers!) this week.
I think one of the reasons I may have been so heavy recently was because I’ve been suffering from a terrible cough for weeks and have been mainlining cough sweets. I tend to forget that they’re sweets, because obviously they’re medicine. I’m still coughing and probably will be for a couple of weeks yet. Unfortunately, when I get a cough it’s always bad and lasts for a long time; I suspect my lungs are a bit knackered (I used to get bronchitis all the time as a child).
My next competition after tomorrow’s is on 15th December BUT – hurray! – I don’t have to make weight for it. It’s the Bethnal Green club competition, and we’ll be working to a 4:1 ratio (i.e. for every extra 1kg of weight you carry, you need to lift 4kg more).
I’m a bit sad that I won’t be winning the club comp, so will never be club champion (both other ladies who’ll be taking part are much better than me, pound for pound). I could have won it last year, but I wasn’t lifting due to having had abdominal surgery. Oh well. I did get to referee that year, which was fun!
Competing 3-4 times a year is pretty tiring. I’m feeling quite burned out by it at the moment.