Girlifying – my name for the process of beautifying oneself in a lady-like fashion…and something that I have not much of a clue about really.
I was never really one for very girly stuff – those doll head things that you put make-up and do their hair freaked the crap out of me as a kid…I just had a big cuddly green owl called Orville instead – was he an owl…I don’t know?
Anyway, girly stuff…I never really did make-up. I tried it, I sweated, I looked awful, so I didn’t bother again. Make-up feels like it clogs my skin up – I get claustrophobic in a weird way…it feels as if my skin can’t breathe – I can just about manage the Clinique 3 Step without freaking out! If I wear mascara, I always end up rubbing my eyes and forgetting…and then look like a panda – despite trying some good brands that promise the earth, they don’t live up to the challenge that WLB puts them through!
I wonder if it was because I thought that all of my friends were girly and pretty and thin…and I wasn’t? I was a tomboy…happier playing football with the lads and fishing the football out of the river that ran through our school. In fact, I had fished the ball out one day – complete with shoes and socks on – and then had to head to assembly…my shoes were so sloshy that I slipped on the top step leading down into the assembly hall and slid from top to bottom – in front of the whole school! We were the last class to go in…I got a round of applause and was thoroughly embarrassed.
My friend once left her BodyShop make-up bag at my house after a sleep-over. We were in the last year of school and I thought that it would be nice to make an effort. I was quite proud of the results, but when I saw the price of make-up and weighed it up against the cost of a horse riding lesson…the horses won…and they still win now. I looked okay really…covered in foundation that was a shade or two darker than the rest of me! 
I don’t have a ‘poor me’ complex. I am actually pretty happy with my looks – I think that I have a Kylie-complex…I don’t think that I look bad, until I see myself in a mirror…gold hot pants never have and never will be on the agenda for me! I am okay with my hair, with my eyes, my nose, my lips – although my sister did once tell me that my nose was really wide…but I don’t mind. My weight and my body I am not so keen on, but I like ‘me’. So I am not worried about beautifying or girlifying myself because I have an issue…I just think that it might be quite good fun.
As I said, girly things have never been my thing – I am more ‘Go Outdoors’ than ‘Gucci’ or ‘Gaultier’ – but I thought that it might be quite good fun to have a go at a transformation one day. So I have set some friends a challenge…they can show me how to girlify and I will show them how to do an oil change!
I painted my nails recently – a gorgeous shade of metallic chocolate (if I can’t eat it, I may as well wear it!) and my other half commented that they looked like ‘poo sticks’…when you spear dog poo on sticks as a kid…something him and his brothers did apparently – charming! So I am not really keen on having poo sticks for fingers…so will be avoiding that particular shade in future.
When my Mum saw me today, she was astounded to see that I was wearing make-up. She had caught me just after I had taken a picture for my new student card. Given the monstrosity of a picture that I had on my last student card…they had put the camera on the floor and pointed up whilst I stood – I know I am fat, but this picture made me look like fecking Moby Dick – so I thought that I would make an effort…
So I brushed my hair – in my world, this is making an effort! I usually scrape it back to head to the stables. I also added some mascara, a bit of eyeshadow, a slick of lip gloss…and that was it. The response that this slight nod to make-up raised from my Mum, “Wow, what have YOU got make-up on for?”, highlighted that I might need to make an effort more often.
I am not Waynetta Slob before you get the wrong impression – I shower regularly, cleanse tone and moisturise, and I even wash my hair, and wear deodorant and perfume…I just don’t do much more really! So watch this space…WLB might get her girlifying thing on…one day.
Right then, the usuals – before I return to my studies…
Today has been far more sedate than yesterday…no fecking arguments about blackberries! I tried to sneak a bit of extra sleep this morning, but my other half wasn’t having any of it…so I got up and got to work! I then went to see the horses and popped to Asda, before catching up with my Mum. I took my sister some of my soup as she finds it difficult to find time to cook and I wanted her to eat before she went to work…my nephew wasn’t a fan, “don’t like it”, were his words, as he walked around the lounge with his mouth open – just about containing the soup – not knowing what to do with it! 
In between that…and after writing this…I am back to assignments and research on food allergies, cravings and fad diets for my diploma…what joy! I might squeeze in an episode of Jack Bauer later if I can…I haven’t managed a decent Jack fix in ages.
Breakfast: Banana, fig, blackberries, blueberries, Greek yogurt and muesli (2 x HEB).
Lunch: Tomato soup.
Dinner: Cheesy pasta and veggies (2 x HEA).
Snacks: Snack a Jacks (4.5 syns), raisins (3.5 syns) and a Nakd bar (7 syns).
Breakfast was delicious…I had some Dorset Cereals muesli to use, so I put that with the same stuff as yesterday – it was quite filling and very tasty! Lunch was good too…some pasatta with green pepper, red onions, spinach, garlic, chilli and mixed herbs, all blitzed up – my other half loved it and has claimed the leftovers for his lunch tomorrow. Dinner was immense – a lovely plate of cheesy goodness. I made up some of the Batchelors broccoli and cheese Pasta’n’Sauce then added some cottage cheese, a can of the ratatouille that I use, and then roasted some red onion, pepper and courgette, added some spinach and mixed it all up…and then put more cheese on top – it was delicious and quite comforting on the cold evening we are having here!
Exercise: I did some squats whilst I was making my soup – that counts, right?!
Have a wonderful evening,
Weight Loss Bitch xxx
WeightLossBitch
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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