Weekly Weigh In – Wk 9

For a week of pretty much no motivation until yesterday… I’m quite pleased with that.

The scales were cleaned after this close up pic showed up so much dust!

The Scales Can Sometimes Lie, Mirrors Don’t.

Today, whilst at work I weighed myself. I haven’t weighed myself in months. Possibly even since before Christmas.

What I know is that the last time I weighed myself, I was heavier than I had been in a while. Just under 16st. Looking down at the scales today I was given a huge shock – a crash landing back to Earth. 115kg … 18stone!! What the actual fuck?! I don’t think I’ve been that heavy in my life. I knew I’d put some on but didn’t think it was that much.

This was quite possibly the kick in the teeth that I need. As you know, I’ve started going walking where I can again and eating better. But I could do more. This is where that happens.

A few years ago I posted my start pics. Today I shall post them again, I’m pretty much back to that point or even beyond it to be honest. I hope to then post an updated pic of my progress every month from then on. It may spur me on when things start getting tough and I feel like caving in and eating my weight in crap. The prospect of the hard work to come is daunting and, honestly, upsetting. It took months and months and months of blood sweat and tears last time. Torture to start with until I finally started to enjoy it. However, it’s my own fault and I just have to suck it up and focus on my health. After all, if we didn’t know already, these strange times have certainly reminded us that health is everything.

So, without further or do, here are my current pics. 18stone! My goodness. No wonder my back and knees hurt. Let’s see how things go from here.

Keep safe all,

S

Lockdown Workout

I want to start by saying that I hope you and your families are all well during these testing times. Remember to stay in and stay safe and follow your governments rules. To all of those still having to work – thank you!

Why hello all. It’s been a while…. a fair few years in fact. Quick lowdown – I am pretty much back to where I was when I very first started this blog, but that’s for another post (oops).

As most of us are in lockdown I thought I would share an old post that I did in order for us to 1) not gain 1000st (like I actually have) and 2) to help us not go completely insane. It’s a very resourceful workout that I used to do at my parents house in the garden. You don’t need fancy equipment, you just need to use your imagination a little. You can also take it inside if the weather is pants.

For those who want the original post with pics it’s, ‘You don’t have to be rich to get fit’ https://itwillbeworththeweight.com/2015/04/16/you-dont-need-to-be-rich-to-get-fit/ . For all of you lazy lot, you can find it below…

Whenever I speak to people who want to get fit, 95% of them are under the misapprehension that they need to join some sort of gym or join at least 10 exercise classes or even buy £1000 pounds worth of equipment and or lycra Nike clothes. Wrong I tell them! You can literally exercise anywhere. Sometime you just have to use your imagination abit. For my current workouts, when I am not in London, I use the following…. A hula hoop (You can get for £1 or 2). My Dads’ old tatty but heavy weights (You can get cheap ones 2nd hand). An actual peice of rope for skipping (Not for Cluedo uses). My mums veg box currently filled with dry Lavender(For steps and push ups). My mums dried up hanging basket (For high kicks). A patch of block paving. Which turns into… 5 minutes jogging. 5 minute sprint intervals. 5 minutes hula hooping. Set of weight exercises. 2 minutes running. 150 skips. 30 high kicks each leg. 20 push ups. 5 minute hula hooping. 2 minutes running. 100 step ups. Repeat 2/3 times. If it rains..I do all of these inside. Stick some music on pretend you have a hula hoop, circle your hips equals the same effect as using an actual one. Running wise, is just on the spot. Steps..I just use a little but sturdy stool. So there you go, my workout on the cheap!

Make or Break

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2018 can well and truly do one. It’s only 3 months into the bugger of a year and I’m already getting these ‘testing times’ pelted at me left right and centre. Illness, job NONsatisfaction, the loss of a close relative and my relationship breakup are all trying my ability to not fall off the wagon at the moment.

I’ve somehow put myself together though and agreed to channel all of my emotions into focusing on myself – my physical and mental health…hopefully the two will come hand in hand.

With more free time on my hands, my aim is to not wallow in self pity but to jump into a new exercise class, my running or both. To occupy my brain I plan on focusing my thoughts on consciously eating healthier. This will legitimately take up most of my brain power. And well…let’s see how things go from here. As that head says (the one on the Knightbus in Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban) “It’s gunna be a bumpy riiide”.

I’ll try and make more of an effort to post on here too. I hope 2018 is treating all of you alot better! ✌Here is a cliche quote to end on..images

 

Mass Apology

So I’ve been known to say how easy Yoga is and how it only works by boring people to death but now I want to apologise to everyone who practices Yoga for even thinking that let alone saying it! 

The other day I decided to give it a go and see what all of the fuss was about. Hey, how hard can some stretches be that every hipster in the west practices? So I started with a beginner session. Wasn’t that bad, the pace or lack of pace in the moves did make me feel a twinge here and there but nothing too difficult. 

So I try another session this morning, more aimed at fat burning. 3 moves in and I’m full on yelling some extremely rude words at the lady on my screen…… Yeah………… (and that was still a beginner session).

So this post is dedicated to all of you Yoga’ists (?) out there. I am so sorry for saying/thinking crap about something I had never even tried or looked into properly and now have so much respect for all of you especially those who can actually bend in all of those paranormal ways and make even the beginner moves look like a piece of piss. 

I shall now be judging less, filtering my crap talk and try to get better in this discipline alongside my running. 

S.

Another Beginning?

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I don’t know about you but it’s nearly June and I am -100000 steps where I wanted to be at this point in the year. Forget summer body ready, hell I am winter body ready…again. So, here I am again writing yet another blog post on ‘it’s been a while but I am back’. Only this time, I have no excuses not to be officially back.

I recieved an email this morning from WordPress saying that today is my 4 year anniversary with them. Looking back, I have achieved a lot and so little at the same time. The first year blogging on here I lost around 4 stone. A year later, I started university and managed to put on half of what I lost over those three years. You could literally use my chins as a hiding place in hide and seek. Today not only marks 4 years on here but also my first day of freedom from univeristy. IT IS OVER! I start my new job in a month and have June to do whatever I want – cheaply. This means that I have the next month to get my body and my brain back into gear and overcome the barrier of starting again.

Not only has my weight increased drastically but I have found that my mental health is starting to become effected aswell. My anxiety levels are through the roof. I don’t want to see family members or friends that I haven’t seen in a while as I know they’ll comment on my weight gain. I feel hatred towards myself for allowing it to happen. All very unhealthy stuff and I do not want it to spiral any further. I have a lot of social events coming up in June and over the summer, all of which I am excited for but also dreading so I really need to stop whining and feeling sorry for myself and actually do something about it.

Today, I took my verys first step – I went for a run. It was only two miles but it was a run. I haven’t been for one in a couple of weeks what with placement and exams (usual excuses). It felt like absolute hell I am not going to lie. 2 miles? More like sodding 10. My shins felt like snapping, my ankles felt like they were going to pop, my back felt like it was going to break, everytime I swallowed my saliva it felt like I was suffocating, my head felt like it was a tonne. I got home and needed a good amount of time sprawled across the garden floor trying my best to gain my breathe back and not to vom. Recovered, I felt a sense of hope. I did in no ways feel good, just glad that the very very first step was now over. I have booked another half marathon in October which I hope will push me to continue with my running along with maintaining some what of a healthy diet as I do not want to injure my knees like last year.

I’m not going to promise to do x amount of runs a week or two stick to a certain diet or even to write a blog post daily/weekly. All I am going to do is to try to stick with it.

So, here are to new beginnings no matter how many you may have. Be proud to keep having to start over – at least we haven’t completely given up just yet.

S.