I’m getting there, slowly…
I don’t believe in resolutions. I believe in goals. Achievable goals. That being said, I’ve never done anything I didn’t have to do. However, some of the health issues that arose when my Dad was in hospital are generally genetic and are things I already show signs of and I really do HAVE TO change a few things. My biggest concern right now: Barrett’s Syndrome. Barrett’s is basically what happens when you suffer from chronic heartburn, and your oesophagus starts to turn into stomach lining to cope with the acidity. This is also linked with oesophagial cancer. It might only be a 1% increase in the chance of contracting this type of cancer, but 1% is still 1% more than I’d like to risk. I also have a hiatal hernia, which is often caused by GERD. These hernias are linked with Barrett’s. So what I’m trying to get at is I have to cut down on foods that make my stomach produce excess acids. Hence the Banting. I shudder at the fact that I jumped on that wagon, but it’s helped SO much. In the 10 weeks or so that I’ve been Banting, I’ve had 2 or 3 occurrences of heartburn, mainly on cheat days. These little waves of heartburn have been nothing compared to the crippling pain I used to feel. Obviously with my Dad passing away, I’ve fallen off the bandwagon, but that’s understandable and I refuse to beat myself up about it.
Another happy by-product of the Banting is weight-loss. I’ve lost 8kg with very little effort. I don’t view it as a long-term solution, but as a way to change my lifestyle and to kickstart a healthier life for myself, and hopefully for my boyfriend when I can rope him in. That brings me to a goal (well, that took a while). I have decided to run. I want to be one of those cool people with their iPods and their shoes that make pretty Instagrams of their runs and I want to be able to run. Okay, not for those reasons, but I want to achieve something. Since my Dad died, I’ve felt so unaccomplished. Life runs away with you, and it’s so hard to achieve things unless you focus on them. I didn’t finish my degree (another goal for this year) and I feel like I’ve done nothing worth writing home about. It’s probably ridiculous but it’s how I feel. So this is where I am today.
I now weigh 82kg from a previous 90kg, I’ve lost many centimetres and I’m down a pants size (depending on the store – some things are still tight whereas some are now much looser and require a belt) and now I want to run. My goal is to run a major marathon by the time I’m 30 (which is 2017), and I’ve chosen the Two Oceans Marathon. I’d ideally like to run the half (21km) in 2016, and then the 52km in 2017, but I accept that running the full marathon is a HUGE challenge and many women struggle with that kind of distance, but why aim low? I have registered for Park Runs and will walk/jog my first on the 24th of January in Bellville. By then I will have had a few gym sessions in, and my fitness levels will hopefully have increased (3 weeks of gym should make it a lot easier), and then by June / July I’d like to run a 10km, and actually run it.
With these goals in mind, 2017 is very much all planned out for me. I’m going to be busy and tired, and stressed, but I wouldn’t have it any other way!
Love, and sloppy doxie kisses