So I have taken the decision to do something positive for me.
I am not alone in admitting that I do not like my body, I will always look in the mirror and see my bad skin, my flabby tummy, my muffin top…the list goes on… and even though I know I do not look half as bad as I think I do I am not happy.
For a long time now I have wanted to do something about it.
I am not obsessed with becoming a size 8 or hitting a target weight. Scales were banned in my house when my Dad learned he would be living with 3 woman and so not only have I never known my weight, but I don’t even know what my ideal weight would be – thank you Daddy! However I would like to get ready for a night out and put on what I want to wear without first studying myself to make sure I don’t look fat.
I am sure we have all seen those woman who struggle to squeeze themselves into a top/trousers/dress which is just that little bit to small and had the thought “ If you had only gone up a size or two that would have looked so much better.” I know that squeezing into something to small can make you look so much bigger and I do not want to be one of those woman.
Anyway, I digress. So I have decided to do something about it
I am going to start to bike to work.
This is something I have wanted to do for a while but due to BD being in alone for most of the day, and OH finishing work an hour before me.. I felt selfish taking that little bit of time for me.
But for weeks I have been driving to and from work in the lovely sunshine with my car windows down and thought how lovely it would be to cycle the back roads to work. Well this week I did something about it and on Monday morning I got onto my bike.
All in all the bike ride went well and I massively enjoyed it.
The journey to work is downhill so all in all it isn’t too bad.
However there was one moment when I did have to smile, well it was either smile or cry. I had been going for about 20 minutes and came to one of the few hills I have to deal with on the way into work. As I started to approach the hill it started to rain, this is the first rain we have had in months. It was so heavy I had drops forming on the brink of my helmet.
As I puffed my way up the hill, in the rain, not knowing what time I would arrive at work and being a little bit concerned about how many people would be there to witness me sweaty… in lycra… my iPod clicked onto one of my favourite tunes.
The entire way up the hill I had Nickleback shouting at me “are you having fun yet?”
Um ….what do you think??