I’m back bitches!!!

Remember me?! My last blog post was nearly FOUR months ago. Where has time gone?! I have thought about writing over the last few months but found myself stuck with what to share. Do you all really want to hear that I’m still 2 stone away from my weight loss goal? That my love of food appears to be greater than my desire to fit back into my size 10’s?! (Okay okay they were 12’s). That I had another holiday where I suffered with chub rub?! Probably not. But perhaps more importantly, neither did I want to keep talking about that stuff. What once felt therapeutic started to feel like a drain and so blogging lost its appeal for a while. People would often ask how I was doing with my weight loss and it got all too consuming to be honest. I wanted to carve out a path where my life wasn’t about what I weighed or how shit I felt about myself. And you’ll be pleased to here that I have!

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Over the last few months I’ve worked really hard at figuring out what I want for myself and how to be happy in my own skin. One of the turning points was a holiday to Dubai with my friend. She picked up on how negative I was about myself and said I often didn’t realise that I was doing it. It really struck a cord; this wasn’t how I wanted to come across and more importantly, it wasn’t how I wanted to speak about myself anymore. That and going to workshops with the Breakfree gang have really helped me to turn a few things around. Of course there are still days I look in the mirror and feel ‘fat’ but I don’t let it dictate my mood anymore. I can now look at myself and see the positives. I can focus on the experience and making memories when I’m out, rather than worrying about the size of my thighs. It’s bloody liberating let me tell you!

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Stand Up Paddle Boarding – Dubai

It’s amazing what consciously choosing to be happy can do. I have been wearing things that I’d never have dreamed of wearing ‘this size’. Okay so at times I’ve really had to take a deep breath before walking into a bar but what a difference choosing to smile and unfolding your arms makes! Confidence really is an attractive quality. Pointing out your flaws to all and everyone really isn’t.

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Manchester – Nov 2016

I remember going into a club in Dubai and instantly feeling uncomfortable. I was surrounded by tiny, flawless women with gorgeous tanned skin, all wearing body con dresses and swishing their sleek dark long hair. There I was looking pale, freckly and more athletic than most of their boyfriends. I had two choices; feel shit and let it ruin my night or embrace being different. I did the latter and had one of the best nights of my life! I don’t want to look cloned and I’m really trying hard to embrace everything that makes me who I am. It’s proving to be the best decision I’ve made! I have a long way to go but I feel confident that I’m finally on the right path. Losing weight is no longer my life mission and it’s probably no coincidence that I’m in a much better place with food now. Join me in ditching the self hate. It might just be the best decision you made…

3 thoughts on “I’m back bitches!!!

  1. Sally, I am so happy to read this! You are one of the most attractive women I have ever met. What I love about you is your acute intelligence and properly silly sense of humour. Whether you’re two stone overweight or your thighs still rub together or not, you can wear the hell out of a red dress and have the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen. But just remember, intelligence is your sexiest gift. Now, get out there tomorrow girl and knock ’em dead. Whoever proves worthy of winning your love and affection will be a lucky man indeed! Xxx

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