Hello Dear Reader,
Well, I should say, hello the reader who wrote this.
” Could you write a post about your epiphany, how you decided to lose weight and get fit and what were the first steps you took, along with other bits of Froogs wisdom, please please please pretty please ?”
I love new starts. I love the New Year, the new seasons, a new book, a new challenge, somewhere new and most of all I love a new day. The greatest thing about a new day is that yesterday is totally gone and we can all start again. I am at my best between six in the morning and midday! It all goes down hill after that BUT if it doesn’t go well, there’s alway another day (Thanks for that one Scarlet). I have lost weight before and got all the way down to almost a size 10 and bit by bit I ate all the weight back on. The weight did not creep on without my permission. I made it welcome and even though I didn’t want it, I made it comfy and kept on feeding it!
I had a personal, deep and very real self loathing of my entire body! I’ve always hated it! I hated every bit that droops, sags and wobbles. Fat is not a feminist issue, fat is the issue of a greedy human who just ate too much. I’ve never read fashion mags and couldn’t care less what anyone else looks like. I physically hate myself and have now declared war on my whiny, pitiful miserable self loathing and I’m not prepared to put up with the wobbles or sags anymore!
I’m 5’10” and far more suited to being an Amazonian warrior than a passive dainty and submissive waif. I will never simper, tousle my hair, lick my glossy come and get me lips. I’m a big, strong and healthy woman who birthed her children as easily as popping peas and got up and got the dinner on the table a few hours later. I may hate the sight of the bingo wings, saddle bags and roly poly thighs but I am not letting them stay any longer. I was never every going to get there by moaning, or talking about it………….I just had to do it. I know this all sounds very Dr Phil but I needed to put some verbs into my life!
Every drop of sweat, every stride on a pavement gets me closer and closer to having a lean, strong, long and muscular body. I like to work my legs the hardest as that’s where the most over fed areas of my body harbour past cakes, pies and pasta! I like to use the Myride bikes at the gym and set myself a mountain bike ride and push myself to the point that sweat is literally dripping off my tits! I like to get off and mop the floor where I have splashed sweat. In fact, the more I sweat and stink, the better I feel! I also like to push big weights around! I love the way my legs and push a ‘full stack’ on a leg press, I love the way I can squat 40kg and I love the way that every step down stairs after a really hard ‘leg’ session’ is a reminder of the tone and strength of those incredibly strong and powerful legs of mine.
Whilst I was over my happy weight and size, I beat myself up all the time and all it gave me was a headache! Now, I actually beat my body and it makes me feel incredibly positive about all the new tomorrows. We are spending slightly more on food and I am making the most of smaller but really healthy food. We deserve to be fit and well, we deserve to be well fed and we deserve to be happy.
I started the gym and a new year’s resolution. I love new resolutions. No one who makes them actually just falls off the wagon. The consciously stopped. They actually said, stuff the diet, stuff the exercise or stuff the money saving. It didn’t just happen that they opened their mouth and a Hobnob fell in, they walked to the shop, bought the stuff, opened the packet and then their mouths and they made it all happen. There are no reasons for not exercising, there are no reasons for eating too much or eating unhealthily and there are never any reasons to not live well and to make the most of our lives.
As a woman, I know all the excuses that I could use. I could make excuses that my husband doesn’t support me. I could make excuses that I have joint pain and IBS. I could make excuses that my family needs me. I could use the excuse that I don’t have time. All of those excuses made by anyone are the reasons you have personally chosen because you actually don’t want to do something and are not ballsy enough to just say……………actually, I’m just lazy. When I was over my ideal size and suffering from joint pain, I walked. I added hills and took them slowly to begin with.
I went to a gym! Me, who had decided that she couldn’t afford to spend any money on myself and as I’m frugal with my money and have to get my money’s worth…went every day! In the beginning, I walked on the treadmill and I graduated to walking on it set on a hill programme. I progresses to weights, interval training and after a few months of working indoors, set food outside for the first time to run. I hadn’t run in years and I had two massive fears……………wobbling and pissing myself! The secret is to stop and pee if I needed to and wear compression leggings………..nothing wobbles in them.
I would also like to point out the gyms and pavement pounders are full of people full of every shape and size. I often pass larger people running and every time I just wish I could run as fast as they can! I’ve gained an incredible respect and appreciation for anyone who works hard at anything. Getting a leaner and stronger body takes years. There are no quick fixes! It takes repetition, repetition and repetition and really hard work.
I’ve always known that when I was debt free, when I had reduced my mortgage and when I had plenty of savings that I would be able to afford to make different choices. I don’t buy many clothes, I’ve only recently been to a hairdresser and now my investment is in myself. I no longer loathe my body, infact I am incredibly proud of what it can do! I’m proud of the fact that it gets lycra on and gets out in the cold, gets sweaty and is improving my life chances!
I’m going to reveal my secret weapon! My biggest investment in my health was in getting professional help. I hire a personal trainer. It would be an understatement to say his expertise have changed my life. No shouting, no driving me on just the quiet affirmation that I am getting fitter and healthier with every step I take.
Paul Penrose (I have his number and he’s available in West Devon, Plymouth and Cornwall but he’s moving to London next year) is a triathalete and iron man who has competed for team GB and continues to train university teams, Plymouth tri-club and is a highly sought after personal trainer. Yes, it costs what it costs, but it’s cheaper than Lighter life and fraction of the price of the ruinous misery I was suffering when I hated myself!
Now lets get this straight! I’m not suggesting anyone does as I do. You need to find your own personal motivation. No one wants to hear their own whining or self pity any longer. I was sick of my own negative self talk and had to do something to make my own life better. Remember though, if you do nothing to improve your lot, it’s not fate – it’s your own choice!
On that note………….I’m off out for a run round the block!
p.s – it’s not too late to go out for a walk – set yourself a mile a day – that’s how I started!