Today has been really good – the sun was shining, the birds were singing and I got to spend the day with family! My other half wanted a well deserved lie-in this morning…it was the first morning since October that we haven’t had to get up early to let the horses out. However, I woke up early again as the neighbours dog was making a right noise outside, but I stayed quiet for a couple of hours so that he could sleep…a true feat for me!
Once we were up and about, I rang around to organise today’s BBQ. I managed to stay on plan despite cup cakes, white rolls and big burgers! And the best thing was that I had another major NSV (non-scale victory!) which has something to do with the following picture…
…that collapsible foldy chair held my substantial buttocks today! And yes, there was a fair bit of muffin-side sticking out through the arms, but my legs are not feeling bruised and battered as they usually do when I sit on chairs with arms.
I bought this chair ages ago, after a search on the Internet for camping chairs for fatties. I wanted to take it to Scotland with me last year, as I knew I wouldn’t have been able to do much walking and thought I could sit in a comfy chair and take in the scenery…but my arse at that time would not comply. In fact, I could only just perch my bum ledge on it! So the green plastic stool was my chair of choice in Scotland..but today it was relegated to footstool duties. The only person I have let sit on my chair before me is my handsome farrier…and the key word there is ‘handsome’!
My Dad was the one who twisted my arm into testing out the posh chair. I was sitting on the green plastic stool watching the horses in the field, but it is so low down and puts a lot of pressure onto my legs…which is bloody uncomfortable. He mentioned the chair but I told him that there was no way my arse was fitting into it yet. I was worried that it would collapse! But he persisted and then my other half joined in and I was forced to take a pew. Now, given that I had an audience, I was praying for some form of devine intervention…and the diet gods were smiling on me as my bum just slid in perfectly! Well, not perfectly – there was the aforementioned muffin-side…but I’ll take that.
It might seem like a simple chair, but to me this chair opens up a world of possibilities. For example, I used to attend a lot of horse clinics with trainers I admire around the country. But they always use those bloody plastic garden chairs and there is absolutely no way on earth I am getting my cheeks in one of those. I have heard, and been part of, so many chair related horror stories, that I am very careful about placing my derrière on dicey looking chairs. Having nearly fallen through the ceiling of my old maisonette after an Ikea stool gave way – its legs splaying like a fecking spider – I do not want any more mishaps. That incident was actually really funny though, as the people living under us used to shout at us for being noisy (we weren’t…she had confirmed mental health issues and used to bang on the ceiling all day long…and she was once set off by my other half dropping a penny on the floor…yes, a one pence piece!…we moved out quickly after she had a rant about ‘vaginas’ in the communal gardens!) and they must have thought the world was ending when I landed on the ceiling!
Anyway, I digress – so yes, I am now so bloody happy that I can pack up my little chair in the back of the car and rock up to horse clinics and shows and have my safe chair. I have spent so much time missing out and I do not intend to keep missing out! That little chair meant the world to me today and I think it meant a lot for my Mum and Dad to see me sitting in it; it was another sign that I am making progress. There is a picture of me in the chair too – which I will share with you one day and remind you all of this blog post!
I am going to cut it short, as I have been out all day and am in need of a shower…but thank you so much for reading and sharing my NSVs with me!
Breakfast: Banana and two Benefit bars (1 x HEB).
I have been a greedy Slimming Worlder today! Nothing off plan…just too much meat. I always go overboard with meat at BBQs…I think it stems from the days of high protein and no/low carbs…and also the food is there in front of me, on a big plate. I didn’t give in to the cakes, or the bread, or the burgers, or the BBQ sauce in a squeeze tub, but I did give in to chicken, steak and salmon…followed by another dinner of chicken. Please excuse the next comment, but I know that this means I will be suffering from ‘meat farts’ all night long…and as my dog came with us and was treated to chicken…so will she; someone might want to rescue my other half…or send a gas mask over for him! So whilst it was a lovely day, with great company and good food, the greedy WLB reared her head – or opened her mouth too often. I have to send a shout-out to my Mum and her amazing hummus! She had made a pot for us today and had added more spice; it was delicious and I had a couple of dunks with my Ryvita. At only 3 syns for the whole pot – the syns are in the mayo she uses – the dunks were less than a syn…I think I need to invest in a new hand blender so that I can make some this week.
Exercise: Just mooching around at the stables.
Have a wonderful bank holiday, loads of love,
Weight Loss Bitch xxx