So here we are, 31st December! Facebook is already full of people reflecting on the year that was 2013 and thinking about their hopes for the year 2014.
Last year I’d vowed to shift the weight and for once Ive kinda stuck to that! I think back in January, I NEVER thought I’d get so hooked. My plan was to eat a bit better and swim 3 times a week. That turned in to work with a personal trainer, go to the gym 4/5 times a week and eat clean/ paleo.
So this new year I won’t be making any new years resolutions (well weight related ones anyway!). I don’t need to. This year it isn’t about starting something new or reaching a goal, it is about just carrying on with exercising and eating well, doing what has become the norm rather than something special.
Normally one of the big highlights of Christmas for me is food.
Top of that list is roast potatoes closely followed by pigs in blankets, stuffing, turkey, veg (including roast parsnips, sprouts etc), gravy etc. Then chocolate, cakes, sausage rolls (my mum makes the best sausage rolls EVER!) and so on.
Don’t get me wrong the food has been brilliant this year and I have really enjoyed eating it and I have to admit Roast potatoes are something I had been fantasising about since November! But something has changed.
Normally by now I could quite happily carry on eating Christmas food FOREVER! But this year I am dying to get back to eating clean. Obviously weight is a huge factor, I am 99.9999999% sure I have put on a few pound, but I can deal with that. But generally I feel sluggish, tired, unmotivated and just generally a bit crappy!
I am missing lentils, fresh fruit, nuts, seeds, heck I am even missing fish! (now that is weird!)
Normally as part of New Year resolutions I would promise myself to shift weight. But normally I would start the first Monday back at school. This year though I feel like hitting the ground running. I don’t want to wait until the 6th January. We don’t tend to do much for new year in my house so I am thinking we’ll probably drop straight back in to eating clean as soon as we get back. The only decision now is what to have first? I’m thinking steak and quinoa or chicken and lentil curry? Hmmmmm decisions, decisions!
For many a year it has been fairly standard that my parents have bought me clothes for Christmas.
This usually results in a slight wave of upset and nausea for one of 2 reasons.
1) Mum buys the correct size but the number of the tag horrifies me
2) What mum buys doesn’t fit and I have to take it back and exchange for something bigger
This year though has been different. For the first time in FOREVER I am going to have to take some jeans back but this time I will be exchanging for a SMALLER size! Oh yes!
When I started on this journey back in April I was size 20, probably closer to a 22 if I am honest. But now I am a 14. (16 in the odd item) Pretty chuffed with that.
It is funny this journey. It’s a combination of the number on the scales going down and the number on clothes sizes going down and ultimately that was my original goal. But it has become so much more than that. It has now become about fitness, health, nutrition, mental wellbeing (wasn’t expecting that one at all!) and challenging myself.
It isn’t easy. Far from it. But for the most part I am enjoying it (ask me again after my first session with Jason after Christmas!)
I’ve gone and done it. I’ve ignored my better judgement and now I am paying for it.
This morning I got up and had a slightly painful throat. I thought it was as a result of snoring (an unfortunate family trait that has not disappeared with my weight loss!). So I got up and put my new running top on and my heart rate monitor (i’m such an ICT geek!) that Christopher got me for Christmas and I went for a run.
It was cold, really, really cold! I couldn’t feel my feet! After a few mins of running I was sweating like mad and didn’t feel cold anymore. There was a significant amount of mist coming off the River Itchen but the sun was shining and it was cold and crisp, perfect running weather. It felt good to get some fresh air and moving. I ran to Cobden Bridge. (which is about 1.25 miles from my parents house). I then ran about half way back and walked the rest. I couldn’t work out why I was slow and struggling. (But I realised this morning I had “run”/walked further than my first run!)
When I got back I had a really hot shower and then we went for a Boxing Day walk at Lee-On-Solent, a bit of fresh sea air to blow the cobwebs away.
Gradually my throat and ears started to hurt. As the day as gone on, I’ve felt more and more rubbish.
So there it is, I’ve finally succumbed to the lurge. A sign to rest up and take it easy for a bit. To be fair in the winter term I normally have umpteen colds etc and this is the first one this year. I am 100% sure this is down to being fitter, healthier and eating better. So I’ve not done too bad. I just hope the lurge disappears quickly!