I obviously fancy myself a writer a little bit as I’ve started a blog. But when I describe or sheepishly refer to myself as a writer or talk about my aspirations of writing, this is me talking about fiction. Writing about myself or my hair and my weight is pretty easy. Easy in comparison to letting people read my stories.
As you can see, I’m making some real progress here. It’s crazy that the photos I took to announce my baldness to the world, beautifully taken by my lovely husband, are now out of date. I had that look for such a short amount of time, I’m not even sure if it was worth going THAT short.
So my weekly weigh-in came out with a result of 64.7kg. The scale does not like me this week. That means I’ve put weight on. I’m not surprised, I know exactly why. I was unwell last week and when I need that comfort, I turn to junk food. I’m sure a lot of us do. No one wants to eat a salad when their sneezing their guts out. And then when I’d fallen off the wagon, I just could not be bothered to get back on.
I’ve started this blog to chronicle my hair journey and the positive changes I want to make in my life. To do this, I have to write and maintain this site. So practising my writing means having to learn how to build a website. This is so much harder than I was expecting.
Why the picture of the Yeo Valley? Why not? Well it is because somehow I now weigh 63.6kg and that was the treat I gave myself, yes, I should not be treating myself with food but it’s fairly healthy food.
I guess there is no going back now! I’m not sure why it has taken me a week to fully come to that realisation but I’m here now. It’s all still looking a little bare up there but if I run my hand over my head there are short little hairs on every inch of my scalp. You can even see it from a distance. Not too far, maybe about 3 feet but there is definitely something there.
On the day I shaved off all my hair, I weighed myself and I weighed 65.1kg or 10 stone 8 pounds and 3 ounces or just a good old 143.5lbs. I’m about 5 foot 4 inches, give or take an inch or so. I thought this made me overweight but turns out to my surprise I am in the healthy category according to the NHS BMI calculator with a BMI of 24.6, so yay! Although, that is the very top end of healthy so the celebrations are short-lived and I may have inflated my height ever so slightly. But the…
So it wasn’t all a really weird dream. I did take a razor to my head yesterday and shave all my hair off. Sh*t! To add insult to injury, today, I awoke to the first frost of the year. My cousin did say that I should probably wait to lop it all off until Spring. But stubborn me decided to stick to my arbitrary deadline and it is soooooo cold!
Laura Mvula is my first song of the month! Yay!
Hi. Yay to my first post!! Woo! Hello out there?! Anyone… So that girl above is me. First picture is me with my fro before I took the plunge. The 2nd and 3rd photo are what happened next. And in the 3rd, you can even see the shine off my now perfectly bald head, that’s how smooth I went. It’s quite an odd sensation doing a wet shave on your head. Because it means everything is gone. After months of psyching myself up for this, it’s done. I’m not disappointed. I’m feeling myself right now. Right now, I feel good,…