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
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.
So today an ambulance pulled up outside my house, and the team where going into my neighbours house. Well my road isn’t massively wide so I thought, “I best move my car”.
The only problem with this was I was wearing the world’s worst jogging pants (I’m doing the housework today) so i nipped to change. I grabbed out pair of jeans and went out to move my car. All the time I was conscious of the fact that these jeans where a bit tight, especially around the thigh area, so once inside I looked and they where a size 22.
I’m, normally in a size 24, and they are only held on by my hips, but surely at nearly 2st down I should be a dress size smaller, or at least a jean size! It made me feel really unhappy, I keep putting off trying smaller clothes for this exact reason.
Today was weigh day and I lost 1.5lbs which in all honesty was about 1lb more than I was expecting. I don’t know maybe I’m just feeling like my backside today and should go give my head a wobble.
So following on from my last post, I should share that I am still walking around in size 24 jeans. They are massive and if it was not for the fact that I have hips there is not a cat in hell’s chance that I would be keeping them up.
Now is the time to be brave right? I should of just not bothered. I have in my wardrobe sizes 24 down to 18, and thought that given the smaller gym bottoms and swim suit (i mean that fits my whole body!!!) that I would try on a size 22 jeans.
So I took out a nice brand new pair of dark blue boot cut jeans (I buy jeans when they are in the sale, or I buy them and then dont wear them as I am only going to asda ect) and pulled them on…..
They where tight, at my ladybits and around the top of my hips. On the plus side they did give me a cracking backside. But in another twist, I tried on a size 22 skinny jeans and these fitted perfectly. How does that happen? both from same brand, same size just different cuts…
I still ended up going out in my size 24 jeans as these felt comfy, I am just not sure how long I can get away with wearing them for.
So I’m not feeling so much like my backside today, I still feel awful though.
I actually managed to get some sleep, at least I slept for longer than a hour at a time, which I think has helped. This was managed by putting a pillow under my back, I have no idea why this worked but it did.
I had a bit of a mix up today, I was positive that today was the 7th, so I was took by surprise when the nurse called me at 11:50 am to say that I had missed Grans appointment, and had to arrange to take her down at 2pm, what I’d also missed was at asthma check up for me. I seem to be a day behind myself, maybe this infection is effecting me more than I thought it was. So I tried to drive today and oh my days it was painful. I wouldn’t of had to drive if I had got my days right.
I have decided to add a new page to the blog, a Recipes page, please take a look. I’m going to post recipes on here of some of the food I make, so that if you see something that you like you can get the recipe for it. Also if you want the recipe to something, leave me a comment and I will try to get one for you. I have not put the syn values on things so please use your common sense, the reason behind this is that it allows slimming world members to get to know how to read a recipe and define its syn value and if some one whos not following the plan wants to make it, they are not obstructed by all this “syn” value stuff. (How many times can I say syn in one paragraph!)
Looking forward to tomorrow, I am going with my mum and gran to get our hair done, which means for me a ever so slight trim of the dead ends. I am colouring my hair tonight, just to even out the tone of my hair as I am not loving it so much. Getting hair extensions put in my hair in Novemeber and I am really excited about this, hence the wanting to even out the tone of my hair. So I’ve got a foam dye, I love them as it always seems to work better.
As followers of this blog will know, the whole reason behind me loosing weight is that I graduate next year and I am not walking up on that stage in front of a hall full of people in a tent. There are other reasons behind it but this gives me a goal, something to aim for.
Well being out and about I notice fashion and look at dresses – I’ve not specifically being looking for a graduation dress but I have seen some lovely dresses and today I think I may have found “The One” but now what?
Do I buy the dress?
This opens up a whole new can of worms, because if I where to purchase a the dress what size should I purchase? I’m a goal orientated person so if I bought the dress in a UK 14 it would give me something to aim for and knowing me I would probably end up needing a 12. But what happens if I don’t get there, and I’ve wasted my money and then need to find a dress in a 16?
What if I buy it and loose enough weight to fit into it but then don’t actually like the dress? What if it doesn’t suit me?
I just dont know what to do, this in question: Graduation Dress
Maybe I should just leave it and search for a dress when I know what size I have ended up.
I’d like to talk about confidence, what gives you confidence? Where do you draw your confidence from. What makes you walk a bit taller, stand a bit straighter?
During a jokey conversation last night with my other half, I said that I only just had the confidence to show him my wobbly bits and his reply was my lovely bits, but this got me thinking about confidence, where do women get it from.
Some women seem to naturally have it, they can walk into a room and command it, every pair of eyes is on them, while others are shrinking violets sitting at the back hoping no one notices them.
I also think confidence is fluid, it depends on the situation. For instance, if your in your comfort zone, talking about something you know well you will give off confidence and people will react to this. For some people confidence is as simple as wearing a pair of heels, getting a new hair cut or wearing a dress or suit.
For me, I draw my confidence from the little things, my jeans fitting well, knowing I can do something well, that I am a good daughter, granddaughter, sister and girlfriend. That I can do anything I set my mind to, some times its as simple as applying my make up just to give me a boost.