Happy New Year, if not a bit belated but still in the month of January, just!
A lot of changes for me happened in the last quarter of 2010. I was trying to lose weight, I am very over weight and I still can’t get use to seeing ‘me’ in the mirror.
If I explain that I except everybody as an equal, I have no issues with age, colour, culture, religion, sexuality, gender, poor, rich, posh voices, local dialect you name I don’t have an issue; as long as people treat me honestly, I like people... however there is an exception, I do not really cope with fat people, I have always called myself a ‘fattest’, it is embarrassing and I know I showed little patience. This category included my sister is very very over weight.
Over the past 10 years I have watched my weight get worse and my body get fatter, I have showed myself little patience or tolerance.
So last summer, I got off my ever-larger bottom and signed up at Rosemary Conley class, I was duly put on the 1200 calories a day and I also started to exercise. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning I got up at 5:55 am put my jogging kit on and met my neighbour; Nicola, outside. At first we just walked. Nicola is fit and slim and she was acting as my ‘personal trainer and motivator’, in payment for me teaching her knitting, crochet and dress making.
We started slowly, just walking around our playing field 4 times and then upping it to half walk, half jog and then jogging all four rounds and extending the route by putting in an extra mile including a steep hill. I was just getting to the point where Nicola was bullying me up the hill. The next training session my stomach hurt, in the end I was doubled up, we had to go home early, I struggled to get home.
On getting home I made it to the sofa and then slept for the next 4 hours. I woke up very poorly and covered in enormous hives all over my body; I had a bowel infection, I was poorly for 2 weeks and to date, really my stomach is still not better now, reacting to all sorts of food stuffs.
I stopped the diet and the exercise, I needed all my energy to get better, but what I was really sad about, we even though I stuck to the diet like glue and with all the extra exercise over several weeks, I lost just 5lbs. I was so upset, really upset.
Over the last few months, just trying to find food that I can eat has been difficult but I am beginning to learn what does and doesn’t hurt or react, so much so that this week I have started to diet again. I have not signed up with anyone, I am just cutting down a little and very slightly upping my exercise and I will see if this has any impact on my weight.
The other big thing that happened is all concerned with work.
I have two jobs; Work1 and Work2, the very short explanation is I now do more hours but I have had an extremely good pay rise. There was a lot of negations and even tears of frustration on my part, but let’s just say I didn’t buckle which would have meant I would have technically got a pay cut. Instead I stuck to my guns and was given the correct remuneration for the amount of responsibility I hold at work1. I have also been asked to stay on at Work2, which was a huge compliment. This is possible as both my jobs are within a mile and half radius of home, therefore I have such a little commute, I am able to do both jobs and still be home at the same time as Noel. But now Work2 wage is a very much added bonus and I have decided to use it to pay to do my Business Studies / Accounting Degree with Open University.
To do a degree has been a very long standing ambition; I had resigned myself to the fact that I would probably do the degree when I had retired! But I am a fully paid up student and tomorrow I start my first module; Bookkeeping and Accounting Level 1; 10 Credits. I am so excited, so very excited.
I am also very busy sewing wedding attire, again another lovely neighbour; Tris is getting married on 26 February, I am making her wedding gown, 1 x adult bridesmaid dress, 1 x 5 year old bridesmaid dress and 5 men’s waistcoats, as I said very busy, finished photos in a month.
But to help me relax at the end of the day I am also doing a little knitting, the challenge was for a pair of socks in a month, I have failed, I knitted this sock in 14 days but only 3 inches of sock number 2, which is a shame but it is a lovely sock.
A lot of changes for me happened in the last quarter of 2010. I was trying to lose weight, I am very over weight and I still can’t get use to seeing ‘me’ in the mirror.
If I explain that I except everybody as an equal, I have no issues with age, colour, culture, religion, sexuality, gender, poor, rich, posh voices, local dialect you name I don’t have an issue; as long as people treat me honestly, I like people... however there is an exception, I do not really cope with fat people, I have always called myself a ‘fattest’, it is embarrassing and I know I showed little patience. This category included my sister is very very over weight.
Over the past 10 years I have watched my weight get worse and my body get fatter, I have showed myself little patience or tolerance.
So last summer, I got off my ever-larger bottom and signed up at Rosemary Conley class, I was duly put on the 1200 calories a day and I also started to exercise. Every Monday, Wednesday and Friday morning I got up at 5:55 am put my jogging kit on and met my neighbour; Nicola, outside. At first we just walked. Nicola is fit and slim and she was acting as my ‘personal trainer and motivator’, in payment for me teaching her knitting, crochet and dress making.
We started slowly, just walking around our playing field 4 times and then upping it to half walk, half jog and then jogging all four rounds and extending the route by putting in an extra mile including a steep hill. I was just getting to the point where Nicola was bullying me up the hill. The next training session my stomach hurt, in the end I was doubled up, we had to go home early, I struggled to get home.
On getting home I made it to the sofa and then slept for the next 4 hours. I woke up very poorly and covered in enormous hives all over my body; I had a bowel infection, I was poorly for 2 weeks and to date, really my stomach is still not better now, reacting to all sorts of food stuffs.
I stopped the diet and the exercise, I needed all my energy to get better, but what I was really sad about, we even though I stuck to the diet like glue and with all the extra exercise over several weeks, I lost just 5lbs. I was so upset, really upset.
Over the last few months, just trying to find food that I can eat has been difficult but I am beginning to learn what does and doesn’t hurt or react, so much so that this week I have started to diet again. I have not signed up with anyone, I am just cutting down a little and very slightly upping my exercise and I will see if this has any impact on my weight.
The other big thing that happened is all concerned with work.
I have two jobs; Work1 and Work2, the very short explanation is I now do more hours but I have had an extremely good pay rise. There was a lot of negations and even tears of frustration on my part, but let’s just say I didn’t buckle which would have meant I would have technically got a pay cut. Instead I stuck to my guns and was given the correct remuneration for the amount of responsibility I hold at work1. I have also been asked to stay on at Work2, which was a huge compliment. This is possible as both my jobs are within a mile and half radius of home, therefore I have such a little commute, I am able to do both jobs and still be home at the same time as Noel. But now Work2 wage is a very much added bonus and I have decided to use it to pay to do my Business Studies / Accounting Degree with Open University.
To do a degree has been a very long standing ambition; I had resigned myself to the fact that I would probably do the degree when I had retired! But I am a fully paid up student and tomorrow I start my first module; Bookkeeping and Accounting Level 1; 10 Credits. I am so excited, so very excited.
I am also very busy sewing wedding attire, again another lovely neighbour; Tris is getting married on 26 February, I am making her wedding gown, 1 x adult bridesmaid dress, 1 x 5 year old bridesmaid dress and 5 men’s waistcoats, as I said very busy, finished photos in a month.
But to help me relax at the end of the day I am also doing a little knitting, the challenge was for a pair of socks in a month, I have failed, I knitted this sock in 14 days but only 3 inches of sock number 2, which is a shame but it is a lovely sock.
