By a Thread

Since I last posted I’ve been in a dark place. Me starting to feel a tiny bit better was then replaced by depression coming along and punching me right in the side of the head with all its strength – and I’m still reeling from the blow.

Notable achievements over the past week have been having a shower and being awake for a few hours in a row. The other day I even picked my post up from the floor. It sounds funny when I put it like that, but I’m not exaggerating. That was a big deal.

My ‘ordinary’ job has been quiet, which is lucky, so I have been going home early at every opportunity, though without pay. I know I can’t really afford it, and I feel guilty and scared about that, but also I know that being unconscious is the only thing that feels good at the moment and I’ll take any opportunity that will allow me to achieve that. What I dearly want from most from life right now is to be asleep. To be anything but feeling like this.

Oblivion please.

Eating well has gone out of the window and I skipped weigh-in on Tuesday partly because I genuinely didn’t have the energy and partly because I wasn’t in a fit state to interact with people, at least unless absolutely necessary. I wanted to go, but there’s only so much I can handle.

Somehow, on Monday night I managed to find the strength to make it to my own Slimming World group and deliver what seemed to be a perfectly acceptable new member talk. Huh. Although I suspected I had it in me, I didn’t think I’d be able to do it feeling like… this. But I did. Cool.

Let me try and explain what it’s like. I know things, logically – for instance I went out for a walk last Thursday and I knew that the cool breeze was lovely on my face, I knew that the sun was making everything look pretty, and that going for a walk is good for me. I knew it but I couldn’t feel it.

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I took a picture. See, pretty yes?

Afterwards I went for a really nice meal at a pub down the road. The food was super fancy but in a down-to-earth setting with no snooty staff. I had a chocolate bomb and the waitress came round with a teeny tiny saucepan full of sauce to pour over the top, melt the shell and reveal the delicious insides. It came with real flowers on top. I ate a flower. Normally that would have thrilled me, but not then. Damn.

Today a friend very kindly came out with me for moral support while I was putting up some posters for my Slimming World group. It went a lot better with company, and I am feeling more confident that I’ll find some hidden reserves in order to give my group the service they deserve when I launch on the 24th. They really do deserve it, they are special people.

In the meantime, after sobbing down the phone to the doctor’s receptionist my appointment has been moved from next Wednesday to this Saturday morning. I’m genuinely counting down the days. One more to to get through once tonight is over with.

I know I won’t feel better straight away, but I need to know that something is going to get better.

I was looking back at photos from last year and the end of November was the last time I can say I felt really, properly happy. I really want to get back to feeling like I was then, and looking like I was then, too. Blimey I felt skinny!

I might be hanging on by a thread right now, but the truth is I know deep down that it’s a deceptively strong thread. I will be back to how I felt in November sooner or later. It’s testament to how much I’ve changed though because although I slip (more often than not these days it seems) apparently gone are the days when I completely give up.

So if you’re not feeling tip top right now, just like me, then give yourself a pat on the back for still putting one foot in front of the other, even if it is a tiny step.

We’ll get there.

Hayley x

Deep Thought

Today I was feeling a bit lower than yesterday, but now I’m perking up again. After my meltdown on Thursday I ate MANY weight-loss-sabotaging foods and although I’ve worked really damn hard to make up for it since then, my scales showed that I hadn’t quite done it. I was tired anyway but that put me in an extra bad mood.

How many times have I said I’ll stop weighing at home? Too many. I hope one day I learn, because Slimming World’s super-duper accurate scales inform me that I’ve stayed the same. I am most relieved at that result.

I’ve been thinking (deeply) about what I need to change in order to get to target. First of all I’ve committed to a new and regular group, just for myself, as I mentioned yesterday. I did a test run this evening and I think it’s going to be the best one to fit in with my shift patterns. I can be home in time for a nice cup of coffee before work, and let’s face it, coffee time is a very important time of day.

I’m also in the process of writing a ‘for and against’ list. It seems obvious doesn’t it? The ‘for’ list should be packed with the positives that come with losing weight, and the ‘against’ list should be empty, right? RIGHT? If only it were that simple. It’s not till you really sit down and give yourself time to think about it that other thoughts may bubble up from your subconscious.

For me, the big ‘against’ is that I’m scared I’ll never be happy at any weight, that I’ll still want to lose more. I’m worried sick that I’ll always hate my tummy no matter what. These are especially odd revelations to me, because I know people who have dealt with those kind of thoughts but never acknowledged them in myself until now.

I’m also scared that I just won’t be able to cope right now without eating rubbish. For instance if I get too depressed. On some level I am genuinely concerned that I won’t be able to cope without using food as a crutch. On another level I know that’s dumb, but it doesn’t stop the thoughts. Same goes for using food for energy. What if I really can’t get through a night shift without something sugary?

What if…?

On the other hand, my list of reasons for losing weight has shrunk dramatically from when I first started. This is simply because so many of them don’t apply any more. Wanting to feel less out of breath? Sorted. Shop in ‘normal’ stores? Yep, dunnit. Thighs stopped rubbing together? Sure have. Backache? Gone. Migraines? Haven’t had one for years.

So how do I keep the motivation going? Well, by thinking long and hard about what I really want. I truly considered calling target today, because I can quite easily maintain this weight. But I’m not ready to quit just yet, and I needed that time to sit and think and really absorb that. Is that my true feeling on the matter? I’m sure now that it is. But exactly why? I’m still working on that one.

As any regular reader will know, if I have something coming up that might mean veering even vaguely off plan, I really struggle with it. Next month I’ll be going back to Slimming World head office for my next lot of training, which I really found difficult to deal with last month.

Well, I’m especially looking forward to it this time. I know I’ll feel better, because all of the things I’m most scared of will have been and gone. I’ll still be busy, but mentally at least I’ll be able to relax for five minutes.

Last time I struggled with food, but today I found a perfect apartment through Airbnb so I can prepare my own breakfasts and dinners. It’ll be great! Now that my fellow trainees have transitioned from acquaintances to friends, I feel confident that if any socialising is on the cards that they will wholeheartedly support me and help me stay on plan. I’m sure they would have anyway, but this time around at least it won’t be something that’s playing on my mind. The less of that the better.

The rest of this week is all about making sure I’m all set for promotion, and it’s gradually all beginning to come together. I finally feel like I’m making progress and am at least somewhat prepared. For instance, if it rains how can I deliver my leaflets and hold an umbrella?

Truth is, I can’t. Therefore…

ENTER THE BROLLY HAT!

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Functional? Yes. Stylish? HELL YES.

I’d say I’m all set.

Hayley x

Finding My Voice

I remember when I first started blogging and how uncomfortable I felt with the way it sounded when I read it back in my head. In time I found my ‘blogging voice’, and I’m finding that I need to go through the same kind of process to find my ‘talking to a group of people’ voice.

The initial talk I have planned for my new Slimming World members took much longer than expected, because the first time I tried to say it out loud I burst into tears and it took me a long time to stop. It didn’t happen that day. I was feeling panicked that I should have been further along with it by then, where I’m feeling down my confidence was a bit battered, I’m also not happy with myself and I felt like a fraud…

First of all, I messaged a few trusted people just to get my fears off of my chest, however silly they might have sounded. Reassurances came flooding back, and I arranged to meet my sister on Saturday so that she could listen to me say my talk out loud. I knew I needed to get it OUT of me, just one time, then I’d feel a lot better.

So Saturday came around, and although I was nearly in tears again I got it out. At first I was internally cringing like mad, and that came through in my voice. Plus I kept getting confused and losing my place. But by the time I was half-way through (it takes 25 minutes), my proper voice started to come through. Finally.

As a reward, because it sure did take a lot out of me, me and little sister went for a coffee and a walk. At long last it’s warm enough for me to wear my summer clothes! I started with a lovely floaty shirt dress, but found that unless all of it is included in the photo then I look a little bit like some sort of religious person.

Who cares though? Not me! You may notice the water behind me there. My sister has lived near this park with a lake for nearly two years, and finally we got around to having a go on a pedalo (a little boat with pedals that move the… propeller? Sounds about right).

Neither of us had been on one before and it was surprisingly hard work, but since my exercise has been a bit lacking lately that was an added bonus for me.

It was also surprisingly exciting, because at one point we were almost run aground. We were warned not to get too close to the island or the sides, and we didn’t, but the guy said nothing about going past the island. We pedalled like mad to get out of it, and were saved the embarrassment of either calling for help or just getting out and wading to the shore.

I slept well before work that evening I tell you!

Yesterday I did my new member talk for Pea, and it came out better still. She seemed to like it, too.

I then had a meeting which was all about planning my promotion, which starts next week. There are a lot of things I’ll be doing that will be taking me even further out of my comfort zone, plus I need to keep practicing the talk until I feel confident I can do it with my eyes shut. I have an enormous amount of work to do, plus my normal job, lots of things to worry about (some of which are valid worries, some aren’t) but it does mean that nerves about my first proper night in group are subsiding. Mostly because once that night is done I can relax for five minutes!

Yes I’m finding all of this really hard, but I’m imagining how fantastic I’ll feel when I’ve done all of these things I’m finding it hard to believe I can do in the first place. And there’s the fact I will have done them all on top of each other. I’m pretty sure that anything that comes after this will be a breeze.

I’m going to my group tonight but I’m not weighing in, because I’ve decided to got back to my original group. I was going to wait until after my first night running a group, but I’ve realised I need help, as a member and nothing else, as of right now. As I’ll be telling my members, this is your time, where you can figure out how to have a fantastic week and get loads of ideas from your lovely friends. I need that just as much as anyone else.

Right, to be honest I didn’t really have time to write this blog, so I must get going now.

Thanks for reading,

Hayley x