Another wonderful day in the Heelans (that’s ‘The Highlands’ to non Scots!)…there has been a bit of this…
And a bit of this – this is my Mum…I was mistaken for her after posting a pic of her last night with my other half. She was happy to be called beautiful…I wasn’t so happy to age 18 years…and I don’t think she would be happy to pile a load of weight on overnight, which is what would happen if she were me! 
Today we went to Oban where they went on a scenic trike tour. They came back absolutely ecstatic and my other half wants to bloody buy one himself! The chap who runs the tours was so lovely and stood chatting to us for ages when they got back. According to my other half and Mum, a trike tour is definitely on the list for me to do next year…they loved it! If you are ever in Oban, it is a must do – Merlin Trike Tours – comes highly recommended! 
He is just getting the business up and running and is having wedding enquiries – apparently his oldest customer so far was 89 – I can’t wait to hear how he’s getting on with it all next year!
A trip to Oban wouldn’t be complete without a visit here…
…the famous green fishy hut. As this was likely to be my last trip into Oban for another year, I decided to enjoy a nice lunch on the harbour. Mum and I shared a platter of seafood and I also had some oysters and scallops. The platter was a bargain – under £13 – and in any restaurant it would have been over double that. We got chatting to a Dutch guy who agreed that it was the best seafood and that you would definitely pay a fortune elsewhere. I was a little devastated to hear that they close at the end of October until the beginning of April…that’s my New Year Scottish holiday plans buggered then!
It has been a fairly sedate day really. Whilst my other half and Mum went on their trike tour, I headed off to a lovely beach and read and took some photos – not on the iPad though and downloading them is a nightmare…I will have to do a holiday review when I get home and share some of the ‘proper’ pictures I took.
We had a lazier morning than usual and my other half came running in from the wilderness (he was having a ciggy outside!) to tell us that the stag and his harem were on the hill behind the cottage. I managed to get quite a few pictures although some of the deer just look like clumps of bracken…they probably are clumps of bracken actually!
After the deer excitement we made our way to the little ferry to get us across to Corran. I pissed off a few people as I jumped the queue – unintentionally at first – I kind of had one of those traffic light moments…you know when they turn to amber and you have to quickly decide to stop or go. I thought if no-one had the balls to stop me…then I was going for it! I mean, if someone tries to push in front of me, I just move my car! A rather well-spoken English gent thought that he would get out of his car to come and let me know how the queuing system works as I “clearly don’t understand the rules”, and “it just pisses people off when others jump the queue” – when I apologised and pointed out that we would all still get on the ferry regardless, he wasn’t happy. Then he spotted the dog in the back of the car and backed off – an OAP snoring Staffordshire Bull Terrier freaked him out – maybe he should have found his balls beforehand and started his engine a little quicker!
I was quite peed off – but more at myself as I knew I was in the wrong and had been caught out. So I decided to pull over and let the six cars I had queue-jumped go in front of me…and ended up being parked next to the dick himself on the ferry in very close quarters! That old bitch karma got me again. I then got stuck behind some incredibly slow cars and it took ages to get where I was going. I should have just stayed put and not let them pass! Then again, I don’t want to get barred from the ferry as it would be about a 50 mile trip to get around to the other side – eek!
Encounters like that play on my mind for ages – I have no idea why…although in this case I think it was definitely down to the fact that I had been caught out. Even though I hadn’t intended to jump the queue, when I realised that other people were there, I still went and did it…which was naughty of me. I suppose it’s a bit like knowing you are eating the stuff that isn’t helpful…doing it anyway…and then feeling pissed off – stupid really, as it was your choice in the first place!
Anyway – I was a very good girl today…I managed to resist another Harris Tweed handbag. My other half left me with his wallet and said, “Do what you want to”, which I reckon was an innocent and genuine offer, but felt like a test! I have already managed to nab two beautiful bags this holiday…it’s just that this one was so lovely too and would have been perfect to fit my university stuff in – it was kind of like a grown-up satchel. And when I start ‘school’ I like to have new stuff…it’s a way of fitting in I guess…I bet all of us got excited about new pencil cases when we were at school…I used to sniff the plastic ones!
I did buy a nice little wooden bowl – the kind of thing that would not really be big enough for anything, but it just looked nice. And also a picture frame that is three frames tied together with stringy rope – it’s much nicer than it sounds and matches the mirror I bought the other day…so I am going to put some holiday pictures in it…I just have to work out where in my house to put them now.
Once we got back to the cottage, I was relaxing and all I could hear my Mum saying was, “Oooh – what’s that up there…oh, no, it’s a stone…oh, no, wait – it’s the stag…quick, get the camera…oh, he’s gone…he’s back again…get the camera”…this went on for over an hour. Bless her heart…I am going to get someone to dress up as a deer and wander past her windows at home to keep her occupied! As I type, she is currently glued to the window, probably muttering about how she should have remembered the binoculars that she was supposed to bring with her!
So that’s it for today really. When I spoke to my Dad via FaceTime last night he said that my face looked thinner…so I have decided that FaceTime is the way to go now – it is obviously a flattering form of communication!
Breakfast: Salmon with scrambled eggs and tomatoes, and fruit with Greek yogurt.
Lunch: Seafood…
Dinner: Smoked seafood stew.
Snacks: Ryvita with garlic and herb Philadelphia and a mini HiFi bar (2 x HEA and 2 x HEB).
A rather fishy food day – but a delicious one! Brekkie was lovely – some berries with the 0% Total Greek yogurt, and some smoked salmon with scrambled eggs and cherry tomatoes – 7 cherry tomatoes counts as one of your 5 a day – that’s my useless fact of the day! Lunch was amazing – a shared seafood delight – I could have sat there all day…especially as he had a vat of mussels in white wine cooking right next to me…the smell was amazing. I didn’t eat any of the bread it was served with and only had a couple of dunks of sweet chilli sauce – which us 2.5 syns per tbsp…and I didn’t have more than a tbsp! Dinner was probably the most expensive one so far – those fecking smoked mussels were in it – with some smoked salmon, scallops and prawns. We put in all sorts of veggies – spring greens, carrots, celery, swede, peppers, tomatoes, mushrooms, onions and passata – along with garlic, paprika, cumin, coriander and herb stock pots…it was another delicious meal!
Exercise: Just a bit of mooching around shops really…although I did exercise a few arms muscles getting into some of that seafood!
Thank you for reading – I hope that your weekend is going wonderfully,
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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