It has been a good week in the world of WLB! What may have seemed like everyday occurrences to most, have actually been a bit traumatic for me, but in a good way.

First off there was the challenge of taking my car to get the tyres replaced. A normal kind of activity for most people who wouldn’t think twice about this. However, it took a bit of courage for me to walk into a place where I knew there would be a crowd of chaps working and even more chaps waiting for their cars to be sorted. The fact that I had hidden myself away for quite a few years – with the exception being going to work and seeing the horses, and latterly only seeing the horses and family members – meant that for me to walk in somewhere like that took balls really!

Then of course there was the fact that Freddie Freelander wasn’t MOT’d and so this required me to get him to a garage. Although this wasn’t quite as bad, as these guys know my Dad, in a way it made it a bit worse as I would hate to think that they would judge him for having me as a daughter. I don’t mean that in a violin-playing heart-string tugging way either. I just mean that I know people judge and I wouldn’t want this happening to my Dad.

Wednesday was cowgirl day. This was a bit of a toughie. I knew that I wanted to go, yet I woke up thinking of a way of trying to wriggle out of it! Whilst I wanted to see the work that the horses could do, and the advice that the lady would give, I also wanted to hide away. I like to blend in at times, and blending into the horse world at 28st is not easy…blending into any world at 28st isn’t easy! It turns out that I was being a plank though…and had a great time. My knowledge from a horsey perspective was reinforced when the advice given was incredibly similar, if not identical at times, to the thoughts running through my mind. Although sitting on the sidelines observing is a lot easier than being up there on a horse! Plus, I did nearly make my Mum disown me when I text her what was running through my mind – my text said, “I want some cowboy boots and I need a fart!”…my diabetes medication gives me Shrek-like side effects and my lunch was not fart averse! She was sat next to me at the time but as I had people around, I didn’t want them to hear the weirdness of my thought combination!

Today was Filipino Stick Fighting day…yep…WLB let loose with sticks! In actual fact I observed rather than getting involved – but I was on the edge of my seat at times and in danger of stick searching to join in. I have organised to have a couple of personal sessions before joining the group. Walking into the gym, I was immensely reassured when I found someone who shared similar vital statistics with me…

20130818-164152.jpgHaha…I was temped to stand next to it and pull the same pose, but thought that it might have been considered disrespectful in a place full of spirituality, and I didn’t fancy getting on the wrong side of the stick fighting crowd. :-)

I am not sure what I was excepting with the stick fighting. There were sticks – but it was more like a dance, with a great deal of fluidity and grace, rather than a fight! I can see how a lot of the teachings could be a benefit for my horse riding too. Lots of core work, stability, finding the centre of gravity and balance…and also how to fall over and roll – not that I am planning on much falling off when it comes to the riding. I also liked the focus being on the mind…I think I might enjoy myself there.

So today has seen a nice lazy lie-in…I tried to stay quiet whilst my other half slept, as I woke up early, but managed to doze for a bit. After breakfast we headed off to the stick fighting and stayed there for a few hours before going to see the horses. They had done a great job of cutting down the grass on the yard, so I popped them back into their normal field with some hay. We loaded more pallets into the car to take for recycling, and nipped into Asda on the way there. This afternoon has been spent lazing around..I looked at a few video clips of the classes on offer at the martial arts centre, as well as checking out a ‘normal’ gym. Whilst I don’t want to rush into things, I do want to get out there and start living – and I want to take my other half along for the ride too…so I would like to get him involved. As he works from home and can flex his hours to suit, it means that we could use the gym together in the middle of the day. I will see how things pan out…I don’t want to rush, but I want to make the most of this momentum that I seem to have at the moment. Tonight will likely involve another few episodes of 24…it is becoming a habit!

Breakfast: Blackberry and banana porridge (6.5 syns).

20130818-104713.jpgLunch: Chicken and vegetable soup.

20130818-162338.jpgDinner: Cheese Steak pittas (2 x HEA and 2 x HEB).

20130818-191418.jpgSnacks: French Fries (4 syns) and Snack a Jacks (4.5 syns).

20130818-162503.jpgI have been pleasantly surprised today. My blackberries came from the bushes in the garden – I managed to rescue a few from the old guy who keeps nabbing them! They were really sweet and tasty – perfect with porridge. Lunch was really nice. Just a throw it all in kind of soup – chicken, stock, garlic, swede, carrots, onion and spring onion – and it tasted great. It also made loads so I think I am going to freeze some. Dinner was pretty good too. I saved a piece of steak from yesterday and sliced that up. I toasted the pittas, added loads of red onion, pepper, tomatoes and rocket, topped this with the steak and poured over some LowLow that I had melted in the microwave…gorgeous!

Exercise: None – it was quite tiring watching the stick fighting though…I felt guilty drinking my water on the sidelines whilst they worked up an appetite! ;-)

Have a wonderful week!

Weight Loss Bitch xxx



On a health and fitness driven journey to lose over 32st / 448lbs / 203kgs – yes, it is a considerable amount – I am committed to losing my excess weight without the aid of weight loss surgery, diet pills, or quick fixes…as there aren’t any! Changing my eating habits and building up my fitness levels, along with addressing the ‘head issues’ will be crucial in order for me to achieve my goal. Living in England as a 31 year old super morbidly obese woman can be challenging to say the least. I have been shouted at in the street and verbally abused far too many times to mention; hence the name ‘Weight Loss Bitch’…the day I am just called a ‘bitch’ instead of a ‘fat bitch’ will be the day that I know I have cracked my weight loss! With many reasons to lose this weight I am documenting my journey for a number of reasons. Firstly, I would like to keep a record of the ups and downs, the highs and lows, and the challenges I face with such an enormous task to tackle. Secondly, I would also like to inspire and encourage other people who are in a similar situation and to show them that significant amounts of weight can be lost naturally…with a bit of motivation, hard work, dedication and will power. Thirdly, all of the blogging, Facebook-ing, Tweet-ing, Pinterest-ing and YouTube-ing keeps me occupied and keeps my fingers out of the fridge!

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