I went fecking climbing today – yes…all 23st of me climbed and was in a harness and bounced back down a climbing wall – it was such good fun…I feel fecking marvellous!
The photographs are another story…I look like a lump of black pudding tied in the middle…and my arse looks like it’s trying to eat the harness…but I didn’t give a feck – I had a blast! I took my niece with me and she loved it too.
First up, we got the harness and climbing shoes on. Then we learnt some rope work. Then I helped my niece up the wall. Then I started climbing.
If I am being honest, I was a bit nervous. Not of the climbing or the harness or anything, but just worried about not being able to get myself off the ground. I wanted so desperately to be able to climb and was worried that it would elude me.
I needn’t have worried though. I reckon I made it halfway up the wall – twice. Maybe a little less than halfway. I have pictures and will share them eventually – they are probably amongst the ‘most unflattering’ collection but some that I am proudest of.
For so many years I hid away. I was worried about what people thought of me. Yet today I was out there climbing and enjoying myself and doing something that I never, ever thought I would do.
Us losers need to just throw away our worries and crack on with life. I am not afraid of getting into a swimming costume, going to the gym, riding my bike…and now I can add ‘stepping into a harness and climbing’ to the list.
Feck it – life’s too short to worry.
The instructor was fabulous – everybody there was fabulous – if you’re ever in Kinlochleven then give the guys at Ice Factor a try…if you feel half as good as I do then you’ll thank me for giving it a try!
My foot was a bit pants though. I kept wanting to put weight on it to swing to another hold, but it just wasn’t playing – I kept having to twist my foot around and my legs were a bit caggy. I am hoping to find a local climbing wall to practice when my foot is fixed!
My nephew came with us and was adamant that he didn’t want to climb…but then wouldn’t leave my side and had a little ‘moment’ – but all was calm in the end…
We then had a mammoth journey back to the cottage. The landslides had closed the road – and it meant a 168 mile detour…or a three hour wait for the ferry. We opted for the ferry. Just as we got to the front of the queue, the road opened again and the huge queue behind us disappeared! Typical! The guys on the ferry worked so hard though in horrid weather…as did the guys clearing the landslides. We have nothing to complain about – this place is fabulous regardless!
I kept my nephew entertained during the queuing by singing James Blunt songs which he finds hysterical. I think it’s my singing voice rather than the lyrics though…I sound like a cat being strangled!
Anyway – I am off for the night now. I have an early start tomorrow, followed by an early start the following day for a day of canoeing…so I will update you as soon as I can on all of that.
Food-wise, I am still on track. This weather makes me want to eat toast…and shortbread…and chocolate…and cake – but I am doing okay – climbing walls beats eating cake any day!
Today’s food looked like this…
Breakfast: Smoked salmon, scrambled eggs, cherry tomatoes, and wilted spinach.
Lunch: Chicken tikka, raspberries, and a banana.
Dinner: Tandoori chicken, rocket and spinach salad, and fried onion, mushrooms, peppers, and tomatoes.
Snacks: Cheese and onion toastie (2 x HEA and 2 x HEB) and jelly with fat-free Greek yogurt (2 syns).
Exercise: A bit of climbing!
Thank you for reading,
Weight Loss Bitch xxx
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