One girl's journey to healthy hair and a healthier life. Come with me, let's grow!
Well that was a post title I didn’t think I would be writing. But I guess what this is all about before I get into it is, to look after yourself but more importantly listen to yourself. I’m just documenting my little “health scare.” I’m glad of a positive outcome because it’s quite easy to get freaked out when you start getting chest pains and are immediately sent for your first ECG.
I’ve been here before, wanting to better myself, to lose weight, to get rid of my debt. And with all the changes I’m making in my life at the moment, having felt I was heading towards rock bottom, I have a good feeling that the changes I’m making right now, might just work. I’ve been focusing on food (health and diet) and money a lot recently (like I mentioned in my Afro Hair and Beauty Live post, I was dying to buy stuff, a lot of stuff) and I realised there are so many parallels between the process of getting…
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.
I feel completely different to the person in Part One of this little series who was chasing a short-term goal of looking good in swimwear. I can lie and say that I was trying to be healthy, I told this lie, which isn’t completely a lie but it wasn’t my main priority. Who doesn’t want to feel like all the other skinny girls flaunting their flat stomachs in bikinis during the day and wearing bodycon dresses out to the bar at night? That’s what I wanted when I went away on my friend’s hen do. But it didn’t take long…
So about 4 weeks ago, I made the blog announcement that I was going to try and lose weight. That I was going to embark on this grand healthy lifestyle situation. Update: Not going so well.
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.
So the other day I did my weekly weigh in. This has turned into a measurement of how well I can keep things the same as I haven’t really made any weight loss progress in a while. And I’m actually not that bothered right now but I know I should do something because I’m just getting older everyday and I’m stacking the odds against myself. Anyway, the other day I stood on the scale and it read 66.9kg. I’ve been up, down and around this weight for a few months now so I wasn’t surprised to see it. Nor was…
So 4 weeks ago, I went through with chopping all my hair off and deciding to try to be a better me. I thought I knew what this entailed but it is going to be a much longer journey than I think I could have ever anticipated. This is a lifelong change that confirms to me that your life is a work in progress. Let’s look at the main things I’ve been working on. WRITING I’ve done some writing, not my best work, but I overcame a fear and published it for the world to see, if anyone comes across…
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. One of the worst culprits of the week was a double-decker pizza I had,…