This evening I had an epiphany. Ok, so I have been going through a rough time health-wise which leaves me unable to do a lot but that is no excuse for my disgusting eating habits.
As you will have read a couple of weeks ago, I am a picky eater however I am expanding my sphere of interest quite regularly now and this increasing interest in food has certainly not helped my backside – it is huge.
I will always be a curvy girl, I am hourglass / pear-shaped and nothing will change the structure of my bones. What I can change, though, is the extra padding I have around my bottom and hips.
It occurred to me whilst tucking into six chicken nuggets and chips plus milkshake followed by a McFlurry at 11pm this evening that I have become the type of person I despise. I am the type of person who is too lazy to bother with making a meal and therefore the pull of convenience food proves too strong.
I have always enjoyed going out for meals but recently TBW and I have been nipping out to a countryside pub once a week for a meal. Then there’s the sometimes-more-than-once-weekly takeaways.
I know that my energy levels aren’t great because of being poorly but I guess they’re not being helped my sugar peaks and crashes thanks to chocolate bars from the work vending machine plus my penchant for pop. I am not intending on starving myself but I would like to be the girl I once was – the girl who loved salads and small portions. The girl who only had to worry about if a pair of jeans were long enough in the leg, not if they were wide enough to get over her arse.
I may not be able to run for miles, or even walk a few miles but I need to adopt the mindset of “every little bit is better than nothing”. Next week, I want to find a yoga class and start that. Part of my reason for this post is for encouragement as it will be hard for me to sustain this mindset. I will be too tired to exercise or rustle up a salad – I need you guys to support me.
I’m going on my holidays in six months and I would like to drop at least two stone.
Wish me luck.