I met my husband in 1994 when I was relatively young. I was a twenty year old student nurse on holidays in Greece with a group of friends. I was just spreading my wings and finding my feet as my own person having spent the first 18 years of my life growing up in my family home under the fairly strict and safe boundaries of my parents. I wasn't looking for a boyfriend, never mind a husband. Despite this I took a liking to the funny Welsh guy I met while following friends from bar to bar, I just didn't dream to imagine he might still be in my life 18 years later. In fact when he asked if he could see me again I set him a challenge. I told him I would only invite him to my Nurses Ball in three months time if he sent me a card for my 21st birthday. The challenge was that I knew he only arrived home to the UK the day before my 21st, not enough time to buy, post and have a card delivered internationally.
Sometimes the kids need a helping hand with home-work. If it's maths go ask Dad. Biology ask mum. Food Tech... DEFINITELY ask mum!
One of the recent homework help requests I had was when one of the girls had to find a product in the supermarket with "New" on is label and then do a presentation to their class trying to promote the product to their classmates. They were allowed to hand around small tasters as part of their presentation.
The chosen product was a Woopie Pie packet mix. I loved hovering around in the background as my kitchen was taken over and I offered help licking spoons, a total role reversal from normality! When the whoopie pies were cooked and cooled the filling was piped on top and then a second pie sandwiched it all together.
When I was young my dad told me the stories of hardship growing up in a rural Irish town back in the 1940's. Stories about carrying his shoes around his neck on the walk to school and only putting them on as he approached the building. All to save the leather. There were many more stories but the moral was always the same. I just didn't know how lucky I was...
I grew up in Ireland in the 1970's. Attended an all girls school run by nuns. After school I regularly walked to the local bus stop being buffeted by wind and rain. I had shoes on my feet and my dads words rang in my ears. I just didn't know how lucky I was...
Fast forward to the year 2013. Tonight I saw a photo my lovely Rhiannon had put on Instagram...
I have decided not to do a week by week update any-more as there was not a lot to say that haven't been said in previous updates.
This week however is an exception as I reached a goal. This weekend I weighed in and I have lost a grand total of 5kgs!
I started out at a BMI of 24 which was at the higher end of the healthy range. Anything over 25 is considered obese. I wanted to get somewhere into the middle of healthy range and I have achieved it as my BMI is now 21.7
I am surprised at how easy it has been to get to this point. Yes, some weeks have been harder than others but it hasn't been like 8 solid weeks of dieting. There have been birthdays, girls nights out, coffee with friends and the odd glass of wine while vegging on the sofa. I've found a balance that I think I can maintain with my two strict days of reduced calorie intake and some exercise thrown in.
This weekend brings with it family birthday celebrations, cake and laughter, wine and chocolates. I'm so happy to be able to join in knowing that I can balance the excess with discipline kicking in again on Monday and Tuesday.
At this point I have to change my goals. It is no longer about seeing a particular number on the weighing scales. It is more about maintaining and improving fitness. A change in routine including a move towards pilates for toning rather than just peddling on the exercise bike to burn calories. I really am surprised at how much has been achieved in just two months. I still have 5 months until I turn 40 so there is no more big pressure to reach a goal. Hopefully I will use that time to make these lifestyle changes a concrete part of my ongoing future.
For anyone in Australia reading this, the program that kick started my motivation was the BBC documentary Eat, Fast, Live longer that was aired in August 2012 in the UK. I read an article in the news about intermittent fasting and that SBS will be broadcasting the documentary on April 22nd here in Australia. Worth a watch if the topic intrigues you...
It looks a bit... different?!
It took me a second look to work out why?