LINK TO THE VIDEO This song really speaks for itself.
Old pic. Old problem. New me? I’m on one of those healthy living kicks again. I’ve no idea why I keep putting myself through this. Oh yea because I’m unhealthy. I eat crap, I feel crap and I just want to do better. Be better.
It was a hard year, physically, emotionally, politically. What can I say, it was a tough one for a lot of us. And I’m glad it’s over.
I’ve been opening my laptop over and over and achieving nothing. I’m not in love with this blog right now. I’ve lost my mojo and my momentum. I think most bloggers must go through this. Almost 2 whole years in, I’ve been doing this for a while. And hearing statistics like most blogs don’t last more than 6 months, makes me proud. Proud enough to battle through and write something.
It’s been about 9 months since I posted my 30 hairstyles challenge on Instagram and first braiding posts here on the blog. It’s about time to throwback to November 2017. I’m sure it’s been long enough. I was very proud of how it came it out but it wasn’t perfect. Nothing is and that’s okay. Because I’m not perfect or any type of model, there were a hell of a lot of pictures taken, trying to find “The One” (x30). I styled myself (obviously) and directed the shoot i.e. told my husband what to do while he ignored me and took all…
I’ve noticed that even though I’ve been attempting to eat better my weight isn’t budging. I am maintaining which would be great if I was happy with it but I really do think I could do with being a little lighter and definitely shedding some inches around my waist. I mean, I like the idea of reducing the risk of diabetes, cancer and heart disease. Just saying!
Weight loss, weight gain, weight loss, weight gain. It’s an awful cycle that I’m currently in the middle of. It sucks. It’s disappointing and it’s just not fun. So I figure that it’s time to not beat myself up and try to enjoy the ride.
LINK TO THE VIDEO “Good hair means curls and waves (no) Bad hair means you look like a slave (no) At the turn of the century It’s time for us to redefine who we be You can shave it off like a South African beauty Or get in on lock like Bob Marley You can rock it straight like Oprah Winfrey If it’s not what’s on your head, it’s what’s underneath, and say Hey (hey) I am not my hair I am not this skin I am not your expectations, no (hey) I am not my hair I am not…
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.
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…