A few weeks back, I posted this post on the subject of things I never thought I would do, and since I’ve started this journey it turns out I would in fact do. If any English teachers (or anyone with a command of the language) are reading this, please feel free to rearrange that sentence into one that is less offensive to the eye. Oh my. Sorry, where was I?
Ah yes… I entitled that post “Part 1” because I figured there would be more to come. And lo! Turns out I was right. I’ve been having a think, and I figured out some other things I never really believed would ever happen in my lifetime, but have. And, lucky, lucky you, I am totally in the mood for sharing. So, here go the next few things on the list…
1. I would be sitting in a chair suspended from the ceiling.
Like this one…
These chairs have always fascinated me – who would ever want one? Why would you want to sit in something that didn’t have any means of support under you? Why in the name of all that is good and proper would ANYONE in their right mind have enough faith in the ceiling that they’d trust it with their full weight and that of the chair?
But… they have always looked kinda cool. And actually kinda comfy really. So last week at the airport, in the very fancy Virgin Atlantic lounge, when I spotted that they had not one but two of these chairs, I had a serious yearning to sit in one. And I realised that they wouldn’t have them there if they weren’t safe. So…
…really awful photo, not just from a subject matter point of view, but hey – look at me! I’m all suspended! And you know what? It was kind of comfy. Sort of nerve twinging, and not exactly the easiest chair to get into and out of. Definitely more of a trousers chair than a skirt one. But I REALLY liked it. A lot. So much that I do think I may have to look into one further for my very own house. After all, I do have a room that’s going to need furniture at some point.
2. I have a skincare routine
I look in the mirror every day. At least once. And actually really look as opposed to just kind of checking everything is still in the right place. Before I started losing weight, and for a long time after, I didn’t care what I looked like. I could never look nice, good was something beyond dreams, and even ok was never likely to happen for me. But then I started feeling better about myself, and started to consider that “ok” or maybe even “nice” were possible. And so I started to actually really look in a mirror for the first time in years. Then I decided to make an effort to improve what I saw. Suddenly the contents of my bathroom shelf have expanded by this
And I’m cleansing, exfoliating, toning. moisturizing and even beginning to consider “deep cleansing masks”. Weird. And I get my eyebrows waxed, which, very weirdly, I find relaxing. There is a chance that may have been too much information, in which case I’m sorry.
Then there is the make up. I’m turning into one of those women. The ones I never understood, who put a bit of slap on every time they leave the house. I’m not that obsessed yet, but I can see it in the future. I’m kinda hoping I’ll veer away from that path though, sounds like a lot of effort every single day.
3. I cross my legs when I sit
When you are “a certain size”, it’s just not comfortable to cross your legs. Hell, I got to the stage where it not only wasn’t comfortable, it basically wasn’t possible.
The best I could do was “man style” (ankle on knee)
But these days, I’m getting the full on ladylike parallel crossed style on. Not just knee over knee, like this lady with her fine pins is doing…
… but the “taught in deportment and modelling classes” leg cross…
I have no doubt I don’t do it nearly as elegantly as this gorgeous girly, but according to statistics it could be doing my standing among the menfolk a world of good. Probably not quite as appealing as the legs behind the head pose (which I cannot find a suitable picture for – and I suggest if you google it, keep safe search ON!), but quite frankly,
A: I can’t bend like that and don’t really want to
B: It looks weird
C: I’m not sure I want to attract that kind of man to be honest
Now, I’m not crossing my legs for any outside reason. In fact, until I started searching for leg crossing pictures I had no idea that the “parallel legs” position was appealing. I do it because I finally find it comfortable, I feel ladylike sitting like it, and honestly it’s very natural. Much like curling up on the settee is these days, and folding my legs right into my body – two other things I could never have begun to do several stone ago.
So there we have it.
Part 2 of the opus that is the things I didn’t expect to have changed about my life and yet they have during this journey. It really does amaze me how many small ways my life is changing, and how strange I find each and every small change when I really think about it.
I am sorry I’ve been so post tardy again, and especially after having made such a big deal about being a better blogger. This holiday period has really had me tied up in all sorts of different things, and I really haven’t been in the mental place to be writing anything down. I’m hoping that’ll change. And that’s not the only thing I have to change. I’ve not tracked anything since I went to France over a month ago. And It’s showing. I feel lethargic and pretty awful most of the time because my diet has been awful, and I’ve not wanted to do any exercise – so I’ve done very little. Somehow, and I don’t know how, my journey hasn’t been altered massively, but this week’s weigh in was certainly not my finest hour.
Loss at week 78 (Jan 3rd)… 122lb
and this week (week 80)… +1lb… total loss 121lb
I really am getting on track starting this week. I will track everything, and I will not be lying to myself about what’s going in any more. Plus, the running is starting again properly. Most definitely.
Thanks for being so patient with me and reading this inane babble, it really does make me so pleased to see that people do actually read this, and come back for more! And to anyone who has chosen to follow me, you rock! You’re slightly nuts, but you do rock!!