New year, New me (again)

First of all, Happy New Year!! I hope you all had wonderful holidays filled with too much food and a sufficient amount of happiness. I had just that type of Christmas. Starting out with wine night fun with my boyfriend on Christmas Eve and visiting family on Christmas day and all the days beyond.  Alas, all good things must come to an end. It’s now the beginning of a brand new year and I’m suddenly thrust into normal day to day living with one big catch it’s the New Year and I am a sucker for the whole New Year new me line.

So what do I do for this New year new me – I don’t smoke, I drink very rarely, I’m vegan so I don’t even eat chocolate. There’s another thing I can add to this list of things that I don’t do enough of and that is exercise. At school, I was always that girl who came last in races and “forgot” her gym gear a little more often than what was plausible. Going to college I walked the 2 miles to and from college every day, and loving my bed I often slept in so this was very often a very brisk walk. I’d never been one of those people who exercised for pleasure, I found it anything but pleasurable. I had to find something that would motivate me to exercise and to keep it up and then I found S health. Being a scientist I love nothing more than facts, figures, graphs and trackers. I like evidence. With all that in mind, I began to walk and run as much as possible and I loved it. I was beating records, I was feeling fit, and I was full of more energy than I imagined was possible. I loved looking at my graphs seeing how my fitness was trending upwards, I liked being that person who buys sports bras for actual sports. Then – I moved to a new town – well I say town I mean village. A small village. No room for running. No gym. What I did have now were excuses. I don’t drive so I had no means of getting to the nearest town to attend a gym or a running track. The fitness started to decline. After a while I looked at the fitness app on my phone the same way I look at my banking app after St. Patrick’s Day – let’s just not talk about it.  It got to the point where I thought well there’s no point now. The weight started to come on. The sports bra started to be used for tanning. My mood was declining, my self-esteem decreased as my weight increased.

Chart

Told you I liked graphs 😉

That brings us to now. I’ve voiced these concerns to many people, and as luck would have it I got gifted a FitBit for Christmas. There’s my motivation right there on my wrist. 24 hours a day. A reminder to keep moving a regular reading of my sadly elevated heart rate. So I’ve entered 2017 determined. Determined to take more control over my own health and to not let these pounds pile on top of me and destroy my spirit and my self-esteem. However, dedicated and determined I may be right now I believe we all need some support from time to time and so that’s why I’ve written this blog which is a little different for today. To let you know that you are not alone and to make me feel a little less alone. I have to rid myself of silly excuses as to why I am half as fit as I should be and why even my pj’s are starting to feel a little tight.

So now as well as yummy recipes, health craze rants and general nutritional information. I’m creating a new section on my blog – Fighting fit. I will keep you updated on my status as a restart my journey to fitness. I hope to hear some of you who face your own battles with fitness as we begin 2018 – Say it with me:

 

NEW YEAR NEW ME! (Again)

 

 

One Comment Add yours

  1. veganmom7 says:

    Good luck! Starting is the hardest part – and you’ve already put it out there!

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