I like to think I live by the mantra “If it scares you – do it!”
In the past this has been running 10km, flying to Amsterdam to meet a friend on my own, going back to university at 25, so with that I would like to introduce you to my new challenge :
Swimming 22 Miles – The length of the English Channel- for Aspire the Spinal Injuries Charity, as every eight hours someone is paralysed by a Spinal Cord Injury and there is currently no cure.
I have 12 weeks in which to complete the challenge, but I’m aiming to do it in 10 with 2 weeks as a contingency plan. Here’s the scary bit – it is 1686 lengths of the pool and that works out to 168 lengths per week.
So I am a real life Dory – Just keep swimming. I start on the 12th of September and I am so excited to start, just to prove to myself that I can complete this challenge.
If you fancy sponsoring me – I have included the just giving link below just press the button, any amount no matter how big or small would be brilliant. Thank you in advance.
I will of course keep you updated with the progress
Hi internet peoples,
How are we all today? Good rainy weekend where you are too?
Well if you didn’t guess from that introduction its rather pouring down here, its not stopped all day and to top the weekend off my mum has took both my water proof coat and hoodie to the caravan with her. So that means unless I want to wear a huge winter coat thats not waterproof and weighs a ton when wet I have no proper coats to go out in the rain with!
So given the weather I’m currently sat watching Gilmore Girls on Netflix with strong, sweet black coffee, and a Choc Orange Hi-Fi bar. I’ve never been a one for Hi-Fi bars I tried the Rocky Road ones and to be honest they where rather nice, but some people are bar/cereal bar type people and I’m not one of those.
On Thursday though I thought I’d wander over to the “sale” table and have a look for a cook book I wanted, which they didn’t have. I saw the Choc Orange ones and the Double Choc Crisp bars, I’m not willing to give up my healthy B of bread, I love bread but at 3 Syns a bar, I am willing to waste 3 syns.
The Double Choc Crisp ones where not my thing, they where nice but I don’t know if I would buy more, as for the Choc Orange one OMG! its like eating a jaffa cake and I love them, honestly I could eat more than one in a sitting but I have to be restrained and control myself.
On a side note, I’ve not had stomach ache since I stopped taking the orlistat, I’ve been eating food with out wanting to vomit during or after eating. I’m excited about food again, I’ve made lasagna for tea tonight with enough free/ speed food to kill some one I’ve also taken to putting bacon and gherkins in it, you guys should try it.
Any way, the next blog post will contain my big news, there are just a couple of finishing touches to put to it but I’m really excited about it!
So as you know, after my tiny rant the other day that I’ve endeavoured to do some sort of physical activity everyday, well I’m continuing as I feel loads better for it, my skin looks better and my energy levels are up.
Like most women, I worry about what I look like in a swim suit, and being bigger I worry that people will comment on my choice of suit, the colour, the fact that I’m even going swimming and showing off so much wobbly bits!
Well last night after getting out of the water I nipped to the loo (I don’t know what it is about swimming but I always need the loo when I get out of the water!). After exciting the cubicle a woman in the toilets said, “I really love your swim suit, its such a lovely colour and really suits you” You have no idea what this did for me, as this suit is a blue floral pattern but its rather bright. I like it because it has a little skirt to try and hide wobbly bits.
We then proceeded to have a conversation about swim suits and where to buy the best ones from, and for me it was nice as I wasn’t expecting it at all.
Have you ever made plans with some one, and despite best efforts they have to change/alter them and you feel really annoyed by this.
Trying to lose weight on your own is at best difficult, but I’m the only person in my house doing it, my partner can eat like there is honestly no tomorrow and because I live with my Gran who actually needs extra calories some times it just feel’s like I’m hitting my head off the wall…in fact at times that might be easier option than trying to feed different people the meals they need/want.
I was really happy as on Friday night because my partner came swimming with me. I’ve set my self the target of trying to do some sort of activity everyday. It does not need to be really challenging but just to move my body. The plan was when he finished work on the Saturday to go for a bike ride. Now I am getting adventurous, I don’t just want to keep riding round the same places…have bike rack will travel.
So Saturday I sat, thinking should I go out and go for a walk, as it was a nice day – I spent the day doing washing and making candles. My partner text saying he needed to nip to his garage for a hour, this was at 3:30pm, at 5:30pm he came in and said a bike ride wasn’t happening. Well…..How do you hide your disappointment, I’d been envisioning a nice ride along the River Tees or through the woods or park. I got a trip to the headland. Which then impacted on what I ate as I was unhappy = junk food!
The weekend only got worse from that point on to be honest, maybe it was my mood as I was unhappy from Saturday night, but Sunday took a horrid turn, birthday present shopping and my other half went in a bit of a strop with people walking in front of him, or stopping and his brother being a numpty, and I got it all took out on me.
So now what? Its Monday and I’m debating going swimming tonight just to make myself feel better.
Yeah you read that right, I lost only a little bit of fat this week….1.5lbs to be precise! And I’m chuffed about it.
That right there, is lbs of fat and I lost half of that again….My total thus far is 1st 12lbs of it….its gone, gone for good.
The thing about little losses is that they are/can be consistent, which is great because it means each week I am moving closer to where I want to be – the only issue here is that I have no idea where I want to be. How did you all decide? Was it a clothes size or a weight that you chose?
So next week I would rather like my 2st Award but hey if I dont get it, its not the end of the world….theres always the week after its just important that I keep moving in the right direction.
So as I sit here and eat my dib dab (4 1/2 syns) I’m a rather happy girl.
I got weighed this week and I gained, shock horror, but it was 1/2lb. I’m not going to lament this as I had three good meals out with the other half and family. Nothing beats family time and seeing my gran actually eat more than a tiny amount.
So why am I happy about my lack of weight loss? Because I got into a swimsuit and pair of gym bottoms two sizes smaller. And not only that but the gym bottoms are so far out of my normal comfort zone that I cant believe I had to confidence to buy them. Ive still yet to wear them out but hey one step at a time.
I love them, and they are really comfy. Honestly Marks and Spencer sports wear range is brilliant, they offer some sizes up to size 24 which for a high street store for gym wear is not really heard of.
So I am stupidly excited because I have epic new gym gear and my water class resumes on Tuesday, I was hoping for sooner, but the woman didn’t return my call but she did say that because there is only three weeks till the schools break up and we loose the use of the pool, that they would look at a personal trainer for the 6 weeks holiday. I cant believe this, as I go to the gym but I’m not overly confident so hopefully this will help and speed up my weight loss.
I was heckled!
I am actually really happy with this, its totally unacceptable that some one thinks they can do this to someone but it made the last mile back on my bike so much easier as I thought “UP YOURS!”
My other half has gone to Leeds for a exam tomorrow so I asked him to bring my bike down so that I could put it in the car and go for a ride on my own! With all the problems with my back, I thought it would be a good idea to ride the sea front, as it is relatively flat, which when compared to the ride to my grans house is like a dirt road.
So off I set, head phones in and I was away….the first mile and a half where tough I’m not going to lie, the wind in my face makes it difficult to breathe and I had to stop to take my inhaler. Once I had done this I continued a bit more and once I turned around and got the wind on my back it was so much easier, but on the way back I was heckled by a group of lads on bikes coming towards me, because of the headphones I didn’t exactly hear what they said but them laughing kinda gave me the impression of it. I could of just stopped and not continued to ride but No, I’m getting off my ass and doing something.
I might be bright red, a bit sweaty and look a mess but I don’t, I was having fun. I love cycling. I’m not particularly fast or have skill but i love it. I’m not stopping. I continued for the last mile happily on my bike looking over the sea front listening to my music. I’ll hopefully be there tomorrow too.
I cant wait to get weighed on Thursday, I dont care if I lose or gain because I’m having fun, eating well and moving my backside.