A while ago I discovered Michael McIntyre and his brand of brilliance. I thought I was special for discovering this gem of a comedian… Turns out everyone else has already discovered him…

Oh well.

He is funny! Ridiculously funny! And really really clever about his comedy.

If you haven’t seen his stuff, what rock have you been hiding under?!?

I think I may be going a little crazy (well if you know me, going is too kind a word really) but my weight loss and weight gain does not make sense!

OK, before you start trying to explain biology to me, I know if you eat too much you put weight on and if you eat too little you lose weight. And there are many other ways to gain and lose weight

What I’m saying is weird, is where the weight comes and goes from. It is just wrong!

When I put on weight, it immediately aims for my hips! Then it hits my face and then my middle. And then only after that, much later, will my boobs get bigger. It just isn’t right because that’s the one place I could do with a bit of help.

And then when I lose weight, regardless of where I was in the weight gain cycle, I lose weight in my boobs! How is that possible?!? And don’t even get me started on the fairness of it all!

Murphy, sometimes, well most of the time, you suck

It has now been 8 weeks since I started my new regime… Previously I wrote about changing my frame of mind and hoping that it would all stick. I was only one week into the program and I had no idea if I would really keep at it. But I did And I couldn’t be happier!

In two months I have seen such a dramatic change in so much:

• I broke half an hour at my running club’s 5km time trial. I haven’t done this in years I don’t think.
• I can run at a good pace for an hour without much discomfort or much stern talking to myself to keep myself motivated.
• I can do all the roll ups in a pilates class without my feet coming off the ground.
• I can touch my toes!!!!! (I have short hamstrings so that for me is a big deal)
• My waist has come back
• I can fit into clothes I haven’t worn in ages! Seriously, by the time summer rolls around properly I will have a whole new wardrobe without buying a thing!

Sorry if you don’t want to read all this “hooray for wonderful me” stuff… but right now I am taking a moment to enjoy what I have achieved There are not that many times in life when you really can feel proud of yourself so I urge you all to take a moment too and acknowledge something you have done that is good and worthy of a moment of self-congratulating. It feels pretty good!

Right, patting myself on the back is done, now the real challenge starts… I can’t afford to keep the trainer right now so I will be going it alone. I have a feeling that I will keep it up though, the visible rewards are just too good Wish me luck!

When I was at school we had what we referred to as Physical Torture. It was actually Physical Training and the schools then renamed it as Physical Education to change the abbreviation. Unfortunately for the schools, we were children so the name that made us laugh and the teachers sigh stuck. And this is how I remember being introduced to exercise, a period at school that was nicknamed Physical Torture. It was not considered a fun period (and if you thought it was fun you were uncool). (more…)