Saturday, 10 August 2013

9 things you might not know about me

I always love seeing posts on blogs showing 9 things you might not know about me. It's a good way of learning more about the person doing the blogging. And so without further ado, here's mine! Hopefully you won't be running to the hills after reading this.

1. I have one sister and she lives in Switzerland. I miss her lots.

2. My favourite film is 'Predator' I have seen it so many times, I can quote it word for word.

3. My parents owned and showed St Bernard's. they bought their first St Bernard the same year I was born. She was called Honey. For some reason, they thought that we could help bring each other up. I do still enjoy chasing after cars and eating pedigree chum.  (Only kidding!)

4. For 2 years, I studied Russian and can still read Russian script.

5. At the age of 30, I passed the first stage of my motorbike test. I was in a group with 3 x 16 year olds, all taking their moped test. At first they thought I was the tutor. I was touched but then horrified when one of them said "I think it's really cool what you are doing, you know, at your age, I mean"

6. I am ashamed to say that I cannot swim.

7. I cannot stand celery. Bleugh! It is disgusting stuff. And whilst we're on the subject there'll be none of that beetroot nonsense either. It turns your pee red people! 

8. I pre-met my lovely fiancĂ© Chris when he called in to buy a book. I remember thinking he was lovely and there being lots of looks and smiles.  A year later I was introduced to our new Christmas temp, who turned out to be Chris. I can even remember the book he originally bought (most days I do well to remember my own name). It was Tokyo by Mo Hayder). 

9. I absolutely LOVE Christmas, it really is the most wonderful time of the year. Each year sees the great Christmas tree battle between me and Chris where all my spatial awareness goes out of the window and I become convinced that we really can fit that 10 foot Norwegian spruce into our tiny living room. If you fold it in half, you can do it! 

Saturday, 3 August 2013

Working without the aid of a safety net.. but with Pop Tarts

Shhh! Don't tell anyone but I have just read a book that has changed my life and most of my long held views about dieting and weight loss. The book is called 'Naturally Slim' by Dr Cherie Martin and is now out of print, but you know when you read something and it all just clicks and light bulbs are going off all around you? well that.

As you will know, I have been sharing my weight loss journey on this blog for a while now. Each week I meticulously plan out 3 meals and 2 snacks and my exercise. I loooooove exercise. I don't like Ryvita. It tastes like cardboard. Yet each week, I will eat it for my lunch. Then one day I spotted a book with yellowing pages that my sister had recommended. This book used to be found in the diet sections of all good bookshops which is ironic considering the main message is 'DIETS DON'T WORK'. I have tried every diet known to man, I have eaten up everything I considered to be 'bad food' in my cupboards on a Sunday night before commencing a new diet on a Monday morning. I have looked longingly at cake and chocolate, whilst feeling miserable as I am eating my Weight Watchers Soup which tastes worryingly odd to me. I have had a real craving for Kellogg Pop Tarts recently and yet every day, hour and minute I am ignoring what my body is asking for, and eating what a magazine thinks it should have and even at what time of day I should be having this food.

The book 'Naturally Slim' challenges you to stop dieting and to eat exactly what you want, when you want it. To be like a naturally slim person. It also explores the many emotional issues that surround food. It all just makes good sense.

And so I found myself in my supermarket, challenging to buy what I really wanted, what I really fancied to eat and the best thing? I was 'allowed' to eat it when I want. And so I bypassed the Ryvita and stocked up on Pop Tarts (strawberry flavour with the icing topping!), Mr Kipling French Fancies, Banana custard yogurts and some cherry jaffa cakes. I ate these when I fancied. As Chris was making a lovely nutritious tea, I was chowing down on a a bowl of Crunchy Nut Cornflakes, because I really fancied it.

This all continued swimmingly and I was finding out more about what I really liked and when. I discovered that:
  • I actually don't feel hungry for breakfast in the morning. 
  • I can be a real picky eater - a true revelation. After making like Oscar the Grouch and treating my body like a bin, I have found I do not like sauces mixing, that beetroot joins celery as the food of the devil. 
  • I love white bread, but too much has ...ahem... an unfortunate reaction. That's all I'm going to say and will remain a secret between me and the pharmacist I had to see today.
But lo, on the second week what was this? I went to the supermarket and walked through the cake aisle and did not fancy any of it, same again with the chocolate and biscuit aisles. What did I want? Blinking juicy tomatoes and bananas that's what and nuts and yogurt with a bit of fruit, ooh and some carrots - raw. 

So now, I am going to carry on with this. The body is an amazing thing and knows what it wants. I am craving fruit and veg because that is what my body wants. But if I fancy a bar of Fruit and Nut, I will have it and thoroughly enjoy it. And the Pop Tarts? I had two, they were bloomin' yummy. The rest are still in the packet.