Planes and Pains!

25 Aug 2013

Well…today has been a challenging one! Not physically, but mentally – yet I am still alive, no-one stared, no-one took the p*ss out of me…or at least not that I noticed…

At 11pm last night I had a text from my sister which basically said that it was okay if I wanted to back out, and that they would still go ahead with the plane visit and so wouldn’t be upset if I didn’t feel that I could go. I knew that it would be a challenge to even get up as early as my brother in law wanted to leave…but also just to put myself out there. Yet I knew that it was something I needed to do; to prove to myself that I am not some Quasimodo style figure that hides away.

So I got up early, had a shower and got ready, packed an overnight bag, ate breakfast and headed down to my sisters house. The kids were really excited and my sister admitted to me whilst we were driving that she didn’t think that I would actually go through with it!

First up was Manchester Airport – with a few detours for petrol and Costa Coffee – to their viewing and picnic area next to the runway. To be honest, I am not sure who was more excited – my nephew, or my brother in law! We parked up and I walked to get a picnic bench with my niece. I was quite a nice little area…apart from the wasps…although it was a little like sitting next to a motorway to have a picnic, or sitting in the middle of a roundabout! The fumes from some of the planes were immense…I feel a little brain-addled even now. Here are pictures of two planes…


20130825-200336.jpgNow I know absolutely nothing about planes…the first one was big, the second one was bigger…that’s your lot I’m afraid. Although there were some knowledgeable chaps there – complete with radio transmitters and plane spotting books…they seemed happy with the second plane, so assume that it was something worth spotting!

We didn’t escape without some drama – my niece got stung by a bee…and thought it was a thorn…and wouldn’t let us anywhere near her to have a look. We had over an hour of tears and tantrums…she certainly wasn’t my partner in crime in helping me to blend into the background! ;-)

20130825-200635.jpgThis is the photo that I had to take in order to send it to Dr Ranj for him to give us some advice…bless her! As soon as she was distracted, my sister whipped out the bee sting and my niece burst out laughing, telling us how brave she had been…after the full hour of tears! :-)

Meanwhile, my nephew was just happy to be having a picnic – he consumed most of my lunch and sat happily eating red pepper and grated beetroot with me – and loved seeing the planes.

20130825-200852.jpgAfter we had been dive-bombed by what felt like hundreds of wasps, we gave up and headed across to Sheffield – but not before my niece was stung again! – via Snake Pass and Lady Bower reservoir…very scenic and perfect hiking country…one day I will get my ass up there for a nice walk…although I must admit that I would probably prefer a horse to do the hardwork, so might take my neddies on holiday there instead! ;-)

We then arrived at the hotel and checked in…and then it was the onslaught of the children’s wacky warehouse…what an experience that was! First of all, it smelt of wee! Second of all, they tried to make the kids wear these bib things that were filthy and also smelt of wee…needless to say, I was not impressed and neither was my sister. We let the kids have a run round and then quickly headed to the much nicer outdoor play area.

This was also an experience! I kept an eye on the kids, and at one point was helping my usually scared of heights nephew across a really high rope bridge and down a high slide. However, before he could get down the slide, another child decided to pull his hair and smack him around the face…Aunty saw red and almost tried to clamber up there…before I could do this though, my nephew gave his all and taught this boy a lesson. His Mum ran over, and I was gearing up for a battle, but she very graciously said that he deserved it! Flipping heck…I don’t normally condone violence, but I must admit that I thought this was a lesson well learnt…I doubt that little boy will be doing that again anytime soon…my angelic nephew has a mean right hook, yet is normally very placid!

All in all, it has been a fab day – I have no idea what tomorrow holds in store but I will keep you posted. Bakewell has been mentioned…and the connection with the tarts is a little concerning! My resistance power is high though, so I will be grand with a sniff and a hug.

Breakfast: Smoked salmon scrambled eggs, toasted roll (HEB) and tomatoes.

20130825-202307.jpgLunch: Quorn burger salad with cheese (HEA) and fruit.

20130825-202402.jpgDinner: Gammon, pineapple, tomato, jacket potato and salad.

20130825-204515.jpgSnacks: Ben and Jerry’s ice cream (14 syns).

20130825-203746.jpgToday’s food has been ace, and I have found it really easy to eat out. Well…breakfast was at home – just a pack of salmon trimmings with eggs, scrambled. Lunch I had pre-made and was just a couple of Quorn burgers chopped up with salad and Babybel lights. Dinner was lovely – a gammon steak, with which I opted for the pineapple instead of the fried eggs, and swapped the chips for a plain jacket potato, and ordered a side salad with it. The Ben and Jerry’s was an impulse buy…thanks to a naughty vending machine. I checked the syns out, and it was okay, so I decided to indulge!

Exercise: Not much – just general day to day stuff…but stuff that I don’t normally do!

Thank you for reading…I know that some of you might be wondering what all of the fuss is about, but my Dad was worried at one point that I was becoming a hermit…so this is pretty big progress for me! Enjoy your bank holiday Monday…

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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