Weight loss. It’s one of those things that plays on every one’s mind. We all want to be a little more of this and little less of that. We make the New Year’s resolutions, we promise ourselves we will start Monday. Yet every time we do we give up only to start again a month later. Anyone else remember this vicious cycle?
I have been in that cycle from the start of my teenage years to last year. Don’t get me wrong I had lost weight, but most of the time I gave up. In September I began a new Uni, new job and was happy living back at home. These all contributed to me wanting to lose the stone I had gained in my second year of Uni (and more). However, I did have those plummets still until January. When I promised myself enough is enough! Yes I love to drink (who doesn’t) and yes I love to eat (I only have to say chocolate and gain a stone). However, I realised if I really wanted to lose the weight I couldn’t just keep doing these on again off again crash diets that I was doing. I had to have a plan and stick to it…
Now on month 3 I have lost 11 pounds I took dreaded pictures (I won’t share), but I recently thought let’s compare and see if there is any change. The scales haven’t gone down as quick as I hoped, but my body shape has changed. I have recently changed diets I was originally doing the 5:2 diet where I eat 500 calories for two days and the rest I ate 800. However, as someone who struggles not eating (who doesn’t) my body can’t always handle the lack of food. I have now decided to start the Joe Wicks shape plan where I eat 2 meals with no carbs and one meal with carbs only if I exercise that day. Last week I did 6 exercises and attended work and Uni haha.
Today. I didn’t eat breakfast which was bad of me… but for lunch I had cheese, chopped carrots, tomato, cucumber and pepper. I also had some fruit and some cashew nuts. Later on I’m going to a pump class it’s a weight class for 45 minutes, but then I will be eating a low Cal spaghetti Carbonara.
Don’t get me wrong unless you’re a full on lover of healthy eating and exercise. It’s not fun, but I know I’m never going to lose weight if I don’t make changes and sometimes we do have to make sacrifices. I know I can eat a bad meal or eat chocolate, but I also know by sacrificing something the scales are going down and my body changing for the better is my reward. Being both a lover of food and someone who wants to lose weight is fine, its just about finding the balance in the right direction. Anyone else agree or have any weight loss story’s I am a bit obsessed with them I’m not going to lie haha! xoxo
So right now I am currently in a lecture. I’m meant to be discussing the EU Economy for any British person post-Brexit this isn’t the most riveting topic I am actually writing this in my assignment to avoid getting caught under women and the gender pay gap (ironic). I have also made a vow to myself to stop watching so much TV and start reading more books. Therefore, yesterday I read Jay Asher – “Thirteen Reasons why” next month it will appear as a series on Netflix, but I thought I would give a review about the book which is celebrating its 10th year Anniversary of release. A little background – NO SPOILERS I promise. The book is from Hannah Baker’s perspective she has recorded 13 tapes which are sent around to 13 people who she believes have contributed to her death in one way or another the tapes get sent to the first person who hears their story and everyone else’s before passing them on to the next person exposing everyone’s part.
It made me think how our actions have implications on people’s lives no matter how big or small. One of the quotes was; “When you mess with one part of a person’s life, you’re messing with their entire life” this is so true, because every action has a reaction no matter how big or small we are all implicated. In the book Clay who was an innocent party, but was still included. Everyone else was seen as having a negative impact on Hannah’s life except Clay. However, he still has to live with Hannah’s death rightly or wrongly.
Another quote that I feel strongly about is “betrayal. It’s one of the worst feelings”. I feel very strongly about loyalty and living by a moral code. However, I also don’t trust a lot of people, because I’ve learnt you’re less likely to get hurt this way, but betrayal it still hurts. Even when you expect it and know it’s going to happen it still hurts because there’s always hope. Hope that you will be wrong.
This post was a little different, but I just feel like in life we should all think about are actions a little more no matter how big or small our interactions are, they can affect someone’s life more than we will ever know.
Here’s the book I highly recommend, let me know your thoughts!
Fear. It is the invisible object telling us we can’t do something. It’s the thing that pushes us back every time we think about moving forward. It’s the voice inside us that will forever be our darkest demons.
“Keep your eyes on the stars. And your feet on the ground” – Theodore Roosevelt
This year I have started to conquer my demons in my first two years of University I thought going out and getting drunk because I was young was fun. However, the next day after gaining trillions in weight and feeling emotional and tired with a major hangover I promised myself that would be the last time. This time last year after promising i wouldn’t quit University, i pushed through my fears and decided to finish out the year away from home. I then came up with a plan rather than doing what i was ‘supposed to do’ which was; find a placement year job, then spend another year away from home next year which is everyone expectation of me. I pushed through…
I admitted to myself which was the hardest thing I wasn’t happy and was done getting drunk every weekend just to drown my sorrows in unhappiness. I found a University at home, found a part-time job at a coffee shop (not the best job) but it will do whilst I finish out University. The ironic things is i don’t even like coffee, but i can make your flat white, latte or an Americano a million times a day haha.
Now my life is so different and never how I planned. I am in my final semester ever of University, I’m getting good grades, i’m happy… I always felt the mellow sadness i felt last year was just how life is meant to be? For every person that ever feels that way trust me it isn’t!
I’m also getting rid of the weight, going to the gym regularly this year I’m already 8 pounds down (WOOOO!). Don’t get me wrong going out and getting drunk with my friends is still fun, but I don’t do it because i should do anymore i do it because i want too.
After this semester I plan to spend my summer travelling and then who knows… But it doesn’t scare me anymore because life is too short to let fear rule us.
We can wish for something to happen, we can strive for success, but what happens when you have done everything possible to do your best… Hope
Being an optimist is something I struggle with. However, I always put 110% into everything even if I do struggle I work hard. When something doesn’t pay off I question could I have done more, but in the back of my mind I know even if I hated every second of it I would have done my best. Today I received my University results back and it turns out I have done really well. I was shocked partly because I was sitting at work and wasn’t mentally prepared to receive them and partly because I didn’t expect to do so well. But then I thought I’ve been hoping for the last month I would do well even though I couldn’t change the outcome.
I feel like I have high expectations for myself, sometimes to high. Failure isn’t an option in my eyes. I am also very stubborn so that doesn’t help. However when you hope and plead that you don’t fail and then you succeed it is something to be proud of. We should all be proud of the little thing a bit more because in reality they are the big things we often forget about.
I write this post after spending an amazing evening celebrating my mum’s 50th birthday! She single handily raised myself and my sister. She taught me to stand on my own two feet, how to be independent and to never rely on anyone but myself. She and my dad divorced when I was two years old, when I think about a parent I look at my mum who practically took on both the mother and father role and went out to work, but still got dinner on the table every night by 6pm.
Life is so short, today me and my sister gave my mum her birthday present which was a trip to Dublin we were so excited to give it to her. Tonight I realise how grateful I am to the woman that raised me into the independent, strong and stubborn woman who I have become. She never went to University, but raised two children who will both graduate this year that are not only sisters, but best friends.
I’ve realised life is short we need to seize every moment. Life may never take the easy route, but in the end it will be worth it. My mum has been their through it all and I honestly wish that everyone has someone in their life as incredible as my mother!
This year is a blank canvas. Usually I make a New Years resolution that I don’t stick to or just forget about.
This year I am entering 2017 with no new years resolution, but a promise to myself. I vow to live my life with no limits, and with no exceptions. Life will always be difficult, but we have to make it worthwhile. I promise myself that if I find something I want to do I’ll find a way rather than say; ‘my future self will do it some day’.
This year I already have plans set in place before entering 2017. This includes;
- Going to see an artist play live
- Travelling in the summer
- Graduating from University
There’s so much I want to do and although I have no clue what my future job will be or where I will be at the end of 2017. It doesn’t matter. Life is what matters, living in the present and that is my only wish this year.
Any one else have an plans or promises this year?
Happy New Year (with a very sorehead)
Today I made the usual Monday commitment to eat healthy. As usual i had consumed well too much food and alcohol over the weekend and after had got on the scales only
to say fuck this to quickly get back off.
After feeling under the weather I decided to go down the healthy tea route this morning, I recommend Twinings defence immune boosts it contains; ginger, vitamins and lots of earthly roots (I read it off the box) but as a promoter of green tea I thought I would give it a go. It actually did make me feel better probably psychological haha but I like the idea of my body having a bit of purifying after all the crap I’ve been consuming.
So after uni I was planning on going to Legs, Bum and Tums tonight. However at 4 my sister decided to bail what a dragggg! After eating healthy all day I thought let’s just workout from home I’ve got the weights and the time let’s just do this. Sometimes we can be our own motivation.
So I planned out my workout incorporating stuff from the gym class and from doing HIIT (high intensity interval training) in the past. I promised myself I would do it for half hour gym classes run for 45 minutes so I figured why the hell not!
Here was my plan to show I didn’t lie haha. Afterwards and even during I felt so much better all day I’ve been researching recipes and coming up with new ideas. Today I didn’t need anyone’s motivation but my own. So now sitting here this evening after consuming less than 800 calories all day I am ready for tomorrow’s workout and motivated enough to truly lose some weight before Christmas!
I hope everyone’s else’s Monday was just as motivational!