The Straw That Broke The Camel’s Back

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Well it’s arrived! My damascene moment, the straw that broke the camel’s back, the wake up call I’ve been waiting for!  I’ve admitted to myself that I’m not going to lose weight and get fit by:

1. wishing it

2. asking the universe

3. reading about it

4. ignoring it

I actually have to do something about it!  Furthermore I need professional help so I’ve called in Helen Conway from Kick Start Fat Loss at Bodywork Pilates.

So what pre-empted this decision?  Well, it was a size 14 shift dress from M&S.  Lovely linen with a jewelled neckline.  I bought it with a view to wearing it to a hen party this weekend.  But shock horror! When I got it home, it zipped up alright, but I look tubbier than a tubby thing in it (even with my big knickers on)!

So, before we start, let me give you my excuses so far:

  • Can’t exercise too hard because of my heart
  • I don’t look too bad
  • I need to eat to keep my blood sugar stable otherwise I get palpitations

I know these don’t wash and that there are ways around this.  Yes, my running progress was aborted because of palpitations, but was that really the cause or just a convenient get out clause. Yes, I do need to keep my blood sugar stable, but eating clean will do just that.  And finally I can’t keep pretending that it’s OK to carry a bit of weight, because it absolutely isn’t and for my heart health, losing weight is the very best thing I can do!

So bring it on!

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Two Steps Forward and Three Steps Back: Running Progress

I wrote a few weeks ago about my fledging attempts to get back on the road and my desire to run down the country lanes again.

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Well, all was going nicely until this week.  I’d been running three times a week on the treadmill and thinking I could get outside at the end of this month.

My heart, however, has other plans!  This week it’s been a pain in the neck with PACS (premature atrial contractions) and funny sensations which leave me feeling very mortal.  So much so that I haven’t run now since last Monday and I’m now sitting here contemplating should I go to the gym today or am I dicing with death?

In reality, I know I’m unlikely to just drop dead, but the fear is still with me.  I suspect I’m in a bit of a hormonal storm this week which is the likely cause but I’m hugely frustrated!

OK rant over.  I think I just have to write off this week and start again next week with a reduced schedule then get back on track.  Maybe I can make it down the lanes for Easter instead.  I should be happy I’ve come this far!!