Over the past weeks, since my last update, I’ve been on a total rollercoaster ride! I did what I vowed never to do: I started dieting, missing meals and then I’d feel really dizzy from hunger and binge.
Of course then came the guilt and the cycle started again. All this time I was jumping on the scales daily… well, not really! …It was like every couple of hours.
I was obsessed!
… and the scales would not be telling me what I wanted them to.
I was feeling a total failure!
I tried to do some exercises at home:
First off was a bit of Just Dance on the Xbox.
Just Dance 4 is brilliant it has a ‘sweat it’ routine, where you choose the length of your workout and then you get distracted from your exercise and the energy you are exerting by the music, the routine, watching your little figure in the corner of the screen and the points.
Except I wasn’t physically ready for the jumping around! Neither my knee, nor my pelvic floor could take the pounding of the beat. The results were disastrous!
I was in tears for days from pain and trying to recover my dignity through rigorous, targeted exercises in the nether regions… 2 weeks on and I can finally report, it’s working.
Second, I’ve heard so much about how good hula hooping is for you.
I used to do it as child and loved it. I tried it with Angelina’s hoop and failed. Decided to buy a weighted hula hoop. I bought the cheapest from Ebay- a contraption with lumps and magnets. I didn’t care much about the frills. But, oh I wish I had! Those lumps and bumps gave me a lovely blue and purple and black waist.
I also realised hula hooping is not like riding a bike: you can actually forget it.
The fabulous thing that did come out of my clumsiness:
We had a lovely time with Angelina trying to acquire even the basics of hula hooping!
During this whole rollercoaster ride of dieting I even forgot to listen to the Slimpod, the one thing that had helped in the beginning of the process.
One day, after I had just eaten way too much and was feeling really bad about it, I found myself going into the toilet and thinking I could probably make myself throw up and solve overeating that way!
Thankfully we have a mirror in the toilet and I took a long hard look at myself and the insanity of the situation.
THIS HAD TO STOP!
The scales, the stupid eating and not eating they were stressing me out…I’m pretty sure I got into this cycle to distract myself from the fear of the skydive itself… but that’s another story.
I went upstairs. I put the scales away.
This was over a week ago.
…Not able to resist: I did weigh myself before I did and saw I had over a stone still to loose.
Since then I have had 3 meals a day, listened to the slimpod daily and started to do some sensible and suitable exercise: I’m going swimming for 20 minutes as often as I can get away. The aim is to go daily.
Last week I had a chat with our local pool’s manager and asked if they’d consider sponsoring me. They have! They are providing me with free access to the pool. In return I am donating to The Lullaby Trust each time I go.
- There is less than 2 weeks to go till the Skydive.
- I will carry on swimming as often as I can.
- I will eat normally- none of this dieting madness- just sensible meals.
- I will listen to my slimpod daily.
- And I will NOT weigh myself.
…I will turn up to the skydive not knowing whether I meet their weight criteria!
If I am over the limit I will be subjected to the further torture of having to watch my fellow skydivers complete their skydive, carrying on with my weightloss and postponing my skydive to a new time in September…on my own! With no one to shove me out of the plane, no comradely.
If you haven’t done so already, please consider sponsoring my madness!