......... is difficult! :-)
I put on a lot of weight when I had to go on medication. I know this because when I decided to come off the medication I stopped putting on weight, even though I changed nothing else in my life.
I've been thinking for a while that I need to do something about it. I did a couple of years ago, but then the depression caught up with me when I stopped taking the tablets...... My very lovely DD visited a couple of weeks ago, came in like a whirlwind and left a bit like a tornado, leaving a very wind-battered Mum behind. But. A more positive Mum too! :-) Start slow and build up, she said. And that is what I'm doing. A minute on the cross-trainer (I aim for at least 4 times a week) has turned into 2.5 minutes. I know that's still rubbish, but it does my knees in! :-D
I love bread, but am forcing myself not to just have that slice of toast for supper. I'm trying to drink more water instead of tea, and eat more fruit and veg. I'm not very good with the fruit bit..... I do like fruit but somehow find it so difficult to make myself eat it.... I've been having an apple during the morning and try to have something with lunch too but don't always manage it. I love oranges but always end up in a sticky mess with them! LOL
And why this sudden urge to get fitter? Well. The LA wedding is getting closer. Still no date, but they are, apparently, now in Stage 3 of the Immigration process. I have no idea what that means time-wise (maybe one of my US readers can tell me?). What I do know is that as there will only be two of our family there - the other being my gorgeous daughter - I don't want to embarrass Philip. (Not that I think he would be, because he isn't that sort of person, he loves people for who they are, not what they are) A long-haul flight is going to be hard on my body anyway, and it's going to be very warm on my big, fat, whale-like body. But most of all.... when DD came up we went into MurderHell (family name for Meadow Hall, in Sheffield lol) to look for suitable dresses for me - it made me cry! :-( I looked horrible in the first half dozen I tried on. I hated myself. I can't understand how I let myself get like this; I know HOW it happened - just not why I LET it happen; and now I have a real job to change it, and a limited time to do it.
And why am I writing this here? Now? Well, I'm hoping that by putting the thoughts "out there" in the public domain I just might embarrass myself into following through this time. I've never been small - only 5'5" but 10 stones is my personal ideal weight; any less and I start to look ill, with sunken cheeks, etc. I'm so not going to tell you how much I weigh at the moment - it's THAT bad. Just look at the size of my fingers in that photos below - and I've not put any weight on them! I'm also going to have to go back on the medication or I'll not get medical insurance when I fly out to the US.
So I'm thinking (sort of) regular updates on here could guilt me into achieving a healthier lifestyle? Any hints and tips gratefully received by the way. But be gentle, please! :D How did you start on a weight loss/healthy living journey? What encouraged you to continue when you felt like giving up? My "boys" aren't any help - "we love you no matter......" is NOT helping! lol And DD lives 150 miles away and although she emails regularly to check on progress, it's not the same, is it? I need personal motivation. 'Sigh' :-\
Speak soon. Jude.x