Thank you to all the response everyone sent me about my first blog entry, I value and appreciate everyone’s support. It keeps me motivated when all else fails 🙂
I had a really great weekend, as I met up with an old friend who I haven’t seen in at least 5 years, due to the fact she abandoned me for the brighter skies of New Zealand ha ha. I have missed her zest for life, she is truly a redhead, a complete firework, who doesn’t give a damn what anyone thinks, it is quite refreshing to have someone like that as a friend.
Due to the fact we spent all day Saturday together, catching up and finding out about one another’s lives since we’d last seen each other, the topic of my weight gain became our talking point.
“So if you don’t mind me asking Rach, like what the hell happened? Before I left you were fine”
OH MY GOD….Don’t get me wrong – I knew we would have to talk about this at some point, it was just I had lived in denial for so long about my weight with friends and family that having this 100% honest friend ask me “what happened?” opened up a can of worms for me – how do I answer the question when I don’t honestly know myself?
I could only be as truthful to her as she had always been with me…
“I honestly don’t know, a few things happened and I just got out of control, I didn’t exercise, I didn’t eat properly and…I just didn’t care.”
It was the most honest I’ve been since I opened my eyes to the problem facing me in the mirror every morning.
At one point I didn’t care that I kept going up a size in clothes, I was with a man who loved me for me, and I was happy, or at least I thought I was happy. I was certainly happy with who I had chose to spend a life with, but I wasn’t happy at how distant we had become due to my overeating and lack of exercise, at one point we lived completely separate lives, going to bed, getting up and going to work, I don’t think either of the two of us realised how far apart we were living our lives until I started boot camp. We began to talk more, spend time together, he would sit in the kitchen with me and I would prepare us dinner, in a way we have gotten to know each other all over again, and I cant believe it took someone to ask me one simple question to make me realise and now I ask myself “Rach – what the hell happened?“.
I became lazy, both physically and emotionally. 2013 changes that, I will never again ever take for granted the good things that I have in my life.
In a way it motivates me, because I don’t want to lose my partner of 8 years to food or weight. We have been together a long time, and there’s a reason for that, we love each other and he has supported me through thick and thin as I have with him, I am not just changing my lifestyle for me, I am doing it for us.
A little food for thought today:
“Any experience can be transformed into something of value. Everything depends on the way you look at things. You cannot have the success without the failures.”