Weeks 8 & 9
It's been a couple of weeks since my last post. Last weekend I was out and about most of the time - bike rides on Saturday & Sunday, walk in the park on Saturday afternoon. H said wearily as we got home at 6pm on Saturday, having been out since 9ish "you've broken me Dad" - poor lamb!😂😎 I think I've broken him again today, taking him out for a muddy ride in the woods in the rain, which wasn't as long, but was tough. The hot bubble bath when we got home was ample compensation!
The food continues to be great - though my hand does occasionally slip when weighing it out and a bit more gets added. I'm only human after all. But the main thing is that I'm not reverting to former bad habits & grazing, or finishing off leftovers, or having a wafer thin slice or 3 of cheese with a couple of biscuits...
There's an element of fasting now, on Tuesday & Thursday - no breakfast, and no tea until lunchtime. This is proving tough, and the other day I cracked and had to eat something mid-morning. I thought it better to have a couple of rice cakes than to faint at my desk.
I don't know if I'm overtired or something but the enormity of this process hit me today, so much so that I got a bit choked & dusty while running round the park in the rain! The trigger was Harmony Hall by Vampire Weekend, in particular the line "I don't wanna live like this, but I don't wanna die". I already loved the song, but somehow this line really hit me today. Like a hammer in the (diminishing) gut!
I think it's the comparison photos which is doing it. I really can't believe that I lived like that for so long - I knew I was large, but always thought that I covered it up with my clothes, and it wasn't *that* bad. I suppose I didn't have to look at myself very often, so I didn't see it. But blimey! I think I had become so used to being the size I was, and for so long, that I had no idea how transformative this would be. It's those comparison photos which are truly shocking me - it's actually a surprisingly emotional process.
I bumped into a couple of pals today - it was so lovely to see them, and they were amazed at the difference! I'm not holding it in for the camera any more! Honest, guv. Photos only show so much, but when you see people you haven't seen for a while and they notice, that's a good feeling.
Here's a comparison of the face, from a few weeks back at the start, and one from last weekend. And a photo of me this morning going out for a ride.






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