|Happy New Year - 2011
||[Jan. 1st, 2011|08:37 pm]
And so, another year is over.
It happens faster than I care to admit. It flys by and so much happens it in a year it's scary when you look back.
In 2010, I finished my Manager training. I made the leap and moved to Bristol. I met Mike. We developed into a relationship and moved to Swindon together and we're happy. My relationship with my mother, father and sister became closer than ever. I went on my first package holiday to Lanzarotte with Adam. There is much more, I'm sure. But it escapes me whilst I'm on the train travelling back home.
2011 is here, and by the time I get home to Mikey and we have pizza. There will only be 364 days of it let. This is going to be my year.
I keep seeing status updates of people saying "it's MY year. A new year. A new me".... to be honest, I don't want a "new me". I want the old me.
After work this evening, I had 1 hr to kill before I came home. I went to Adams and we chatted, and looked at old photos. I used to be damn fit. I've always thought i was fat. Talk about body dismorphia. I used to be so confident when I lived in Plymouth. I was a very big fish, and a little pond. I used to walk into Zeros with all my guys and eveyone knew me. And I knew everyone. I was popular, and social, and extavert.
That's how I want to be. Slim. Confident. Funny. Social. Popular. Loving Life. Always Wanting More, Ambitious.
2011 is the year that I'm FINALLY going to be financially solvent. 2011 is the year I'm going to get as fit as I used to be, without all the worrying about what I think i look like. 2011 is the year i'm going to stop worrying.
I'm going to go on a Cake Decorating course I saw, because that's what I enjoy. I want to go on a French language corse, because that's what I used to enjoy at school, and I love to travel and would love to be able to speak French to a more proficiant level than I can now.
Mike wants me to move to Reading. And I guess, after all he's done for me, I will move for him too. I can't deal with the commute to/from Swindon every day. And he's said that we'll split up if we live apart. So it's the only thing for it.
2011 is also the year i'm going to take control of my diet, as well as my fitness. I will break free from my cycle of binge eating. No more wolfing down 9 mince pies at a time then getting so embarrased that I have to replace them. No more eating cakes and sweets in the car and trying to dispose of the evidence. I never used to have these issues, so I dont know why I have developed them. I dont like feeling this way and it's killing me. Not even my uniform fits me right now.
I guess I'm going to have to follow a diet. Eat 5 small meals/snacks a day, avoiding leaps in my blood sugar and exercise 3 times a week. eg
Breakfast - Porridge/Toast/Cereal/Musili+Yogurt/Fruit+Yogurt.
Snack - Chocolate Digestive bar (90Kcal per Tesco Value bar) or Caramel wafer in chocolate (80 Kcal) with a cup of tea. Something sweet to look forward to in the day.
Lunch - Salad/Soup/Ready Meal
Snack - Oat Cakes + Cottage Cheese, Rice Cakes, Vegtable crudetes and Homous, Fruit.
Dinner - Ready Meal or soup and roll if working, if at home cook a fresh meal with mainly fresh veg and protein. And have a pudding.
Gym 3 times a week. Although, I want to start taking up jogging too. I'm thinking along the lines of a 3mile jog. All I have to do is work out where 1.5 miles from my house is so I can run there and then turn around. Then move it up to 2.5 miles each way. Then 5.
2011 is going to be a good year. If only I can get Mike to stop being so worried about us and to get some confidence, then it's all going to be okay.
I'm going to rock 2011...