The
Good the Bad and the Chubby Me
OK, it strikes me that
I love seeing the progress on the blogs I read, every photo is scrutinized and
smiled at – but I haven’t really documented my journey in that way. So today,
before I tell you about my pretty mundane few days I thought I would show a little
history.
I wasn’t a particularly
skinny or chubby child, here I am on holiday at around 10 years old with my
family, the blonde one with the bay city roller trousers at the front (I LOVED
those trousers!):
So, life went on as it
does, and here are my hubby and I when I was 36 ish. I have had 2 children by
then (they were aged 15 and 9 at that point), and I am pretty much the size I
had been all my adult life. Interestingly looking at it now I wish I was that
size, but then, I was really hard on myself and felt I needed to lose a good
stone or so – you would not have caught me in a bikini on the beach as I felt
too large, now I think what a waste of my own self doubt:
Between then, and being
43 I had put on about 5 stone. A sedentary life, working away and eating hotel
food, contentment of a sort and a major operation and car accident all helped –
but I think the main issue is I lost focus and started to ‘treat’ myself with
food. Bad day, go out for dinner and have a 3 course meal with wine (well this
could happen a couple of times a week at the worst point), weekend = celebrate
with lovely cooked meals but huge portions etc etc. I remember seeing a note which said ' don't treat yourself with food, you are not a dog' - guess I did the opposite to that, and those things led to this:
When I hit 45 I didn’t
want any photos taken of me (which is unusual, not because I am massively vain,
but because my mother died when I was a teenager and I have always liked to
document every family event and holiday so that my children have more memories
in photographs than I had…….). I am unhealthy at 45 and unhappy, and decide to
make some changes so that when I become a grandma (one day, not on the horizon right now!) I will be able to do active
things – my weight was really worrying me. I lost a stone on my own, but
was then really struggling, so I joined SW where a colleague had had good success,
and I’ve been following ever since, here are a few pics of my slow and
sometimes bumpy progress to date - Me in December 2010 (with the very mature man of my life):
Me in 2012 after losing a little weight:
Me in 2013 so far:
My aim, to reach a size
12 by mid 2014, and, to stay that size for always! Still a long way to go, I am
about half way there. So just over 3 stone left to lose.
Basic history over, my last few days have been hectic.
Thursday was my final day in the lovely city of Utrecht, and after some office and conference call meetings I had to rush to my flight to get home.
Breakfast was grilled
tomato, boiled egg and cucumber followed by a yogurt, with a coffee. Boring and
I didn’t take a photo as I forgot to take my phone with me to breakfast.
Lunch was soup and
salad and no photo again (I am pants today, sorry).
Evening meal was cooked at home, so lovely chicken casserole with veggies - didn't eat till late due to travel, but it was worth waiting for home cooked food.
I have been in our
Utrecht office all day in meetings, and calls, so not much excitement to
report.
Friday was a work day from hell, and I didnt eat till the evening, when Ihad chicken, veg and mash - followed by some synful ice cream.
On to the week end I say, I will catch you up on that soon - but don't want to bore you too much today.
Enjoy the sunshine where you are today, x
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