With just a few days to go until Christmas when every corner you turn there seems to be sweets, cakes and other tempting goodies, this post from September 2012 seems quite apt. This is the season of temptation, binges and regrets. If you followed by old, sadly deceased, blog www.fatgirlslimblog.co.uk you will know I used to be much, much bigger. In fact I was verging on the morbidly obese. Not only that, I was unhappy and out of control. It took me two years or more to lose the weight. Since then, despite a few ups and downs, I’ve kept it off, more or less. In this post I meet temptation face to face and come out victorious. Then I share a few of my thoughts on how I manage to do this. Right about now it’s advice I need to heed. Continue reading Step away from the cake! – first published 20 September 2012
17 & 18 December 2014
On Wednesday I returned to work feeling about eighty percent better but still weak and slightly wooly headed. The best I can say is that I got through the day and there was some walking. Sadly the walking was through drizzly streets. There were no photos, just one foot in front of the other and willpower to get there. Continue reading Top marks LCN, epic fail WordPress!
16 December 2014
After almost a whole week with no walking of any kind unless you count from the bed to the loo, the December hundred miles were looking more and more doubtful. My little Tuesday morning jaunt up the Big Hill, steep as it is, and a wander around the garden didn’t really help matters. Still, I had a plan to get a few more miles under my belt before I went back to work on Wednesday and this involved a little night walking. Continue reading Night walking and shining lights
In September 2012 we turned into curtain twitching nosy neighbours when the police camped out in front of the house across the road for three days. It felt as if we were under surveillance and we had no idea what was going on. At the same time the slightly scatty but nice neighbour who lived there seemed to have disappeared and, after a spate of burglaries in the area, we were worried about her. When we found out what was really going on we were stunned and horrified.
Continue reading some thoughts on human nature – first published 18 september 2012
16 December 2014
After my Tuesday shopping trip and a little rest while I drank a warming cup of coffee, I decided to go out and see how my poor neglected garden was doing. At a glance, apart from the bright yellow flowers on the mahonia, it looked rather barren. The tall spikes of starry seed heads on the garlic chives added to the sense of desolation and I wondered if there’d be anything at all to see. Continue reading Surprises in the winter garden
My village perches on the top of a Big Hill, the one I’m always moaning about climbing. The hill is actually called Lances Hill, after David Lance who once owned the land stretching from the village down to the river. It was David Lance who originally built the Big Bridge over the Itchen, more correctly called Northam Bridge, to connect his grand estate to the town of Southampton. After yesterday’s grumble about struggling up the Hill to the shops I thought I’d share a post I wrote back in 2012 to give you a better idea of the problem. Continue reading a tale of two hills – first published 15 September 2012
15 & 16 December 2014
Being ill and housebound for almost a week has meant not only a lack of walking miles for December but a decided lack of photos or things to write about. There was a fair bit of looking out of the window from the sofa when I was awake but the energy to pick up the phone and take any pictures of what I saw out there was decidedly lacking. On Monday Commando drove me into town for a little more Christmas present buying but, still feeling a little wobbly, the only picture I took was of one of the cheery decorations on a stall in the German Market. Some presents were bought though so I’d call that progress. Continue reading The holly and the ivy
Slowly but surely I was getting the hang of my new dream job. Two weeks in and it felt as if I was getting somewhere, creating order from the chaos the last assistant left when she walked out six months before. My new boss wasn’t nearly as scary as I’d thought but it was turning out to be a full time job keeping her organised. Continue reading organisation is the key as long as you can tell the time – first published 13 September 2012
9 – 14 December 2014
Over the weekend I didn’t feel quite myself if I’m honest. For a start there was something rather unpleasant going on with my stomach which I put down to a meal rather too high in fat on Sunday night. With the windmill and the December miles in mind I tried my best to ignore it and went out on Monday walking anyway. It didn’t kill me but it probably didn’t help my speed or my enjoyment of the latte on the way home. In fact I very nearly didn’t finish it which might tell you something about the state of things. Not finishing a latte is almost unheard of for me. Continue reading A bit of a setback
Toilets, or the lack of them have always been a bit of an issue on some of my longer walks. Back in September 2012 a slight toilet emergency had me thinking about some of the lavatory related close shaves I’ve had in my walking career. Continue reading walking and the eternal problem of finding a loo – first published 7 September 2012