Sunday, 31 July 2011

Drum Roll please....or maybe not....

So here we are, at the end of week 1.

Lise and Helen below have been very honest about where they are in terms of their weight, fitness and goals. So I thought I should also post a little about why I am doing this.  For me this process is kind of a thank you to myself.  My poor old body, I have been battering it for neigh on 20 years now.  Since I was the first girl to obviously start puberty in middle school at the grand old age of 11 I never really felt comfortable in my own skin.

I internalised what we might tactfully refer to as a difficult adolescence and beyond and battered my body inside and out with too much alcohol, nicotine, sugar, fat, binges, purgers, starvation and every crack pot diet in-between   Despite all this my body has never let me down.  During a very difficult delivery of my eldest daughter it did everything it could to protect her and get me through one close call with death in really pretty good shape.  Then it fought off viral meningitis and then it got me through the small matter of one brain hemorrage and one lot of brain surgery in February of this year.  It seems to be that it might be time to cut my body some slack and actually respect it a bit, look after it a bit better.

Now sure my bones are not perfect either, (in fact having osteogenesis imperfector leaves no room for doubt) but actually my bones do their best to keep me moving too.  I am recovering from an operation on my foot (known in these parts as my fookedfoot) to reshape the joint of my big toe and hopefully once the pain has gone (please God for good) I'll be back to walking the miles upon miles a week listening to my i-pod like I used to before my life took such an unexpected turn.

As you might expect much in the way of physical activities has not been a priority for some time.  In fact for a while I wasn't capable of much beyond sitting on the sofa, not that anyone wanted me to do much more than that anyway.  Now as my physical mobility increases and my brain is being more co operative (at least 50% of the time anyway) I am finally, like a squeaky, rusted train starting to gather a tiny bit of steam.

I plan to start increasing my independence by going for walks alone in the first instance. Not least because my body seems to have lost all ability to adequately regulate it's temperature so I'd rather less people saw me sweating like a piggy.  And the wonder of my bike thing means I can do that whilst watching Homes Under The Hammer.  God I LOVE Homes Under The Hammer, does anyone know how I get Martin and Lucy's autograph?  Anyone?

ANYWAY, right the result this week are:
Walking 13.5 miles so 486.5 to go
Cycling 8 miles so 492 to go.

I am fairly ambivalent about those figures, it's a start I guess.  I told my doctor this week about my 2x 500 mile plan when we discussed my ongoing rehab stuff.  She looked at me with a mixture of amusement, concern, pity and hope.  Assuming nothing else happens *touches wood madly* I'll see her again in 3 months.  I plan to have some pretty good figures to show her then, and I don't just mean a smaller bum!


  1. this is a great post - and well done for ticking off those first of many miles. I'm impressed even if your doc wasn't !

  2. Thank you :-)
    I think the doctor just worries about me lol