This is the time I am supposed to do my Year in Review, but alas I don’t have anything to report in the Weight Loss department. I am basically the same weight I was this time last year. Considering the amount of crazy travelling and subsequent eating I did, I guess I should be grateful I didn’t gain. But there is always going to be that element of crankiness with oneself for not being smaller. It’s the first time in four years that I haven’t shed a couple of sizes.
But I have lost something. I’ve lost the Fat Girl Excuse For Not Doing Stuff. 2004 has been the busiest, most exciting year of my life and I put the flabby thoughts on the backburner:
- I spent 21 days in Scandanavia and Russia with three dozen strangers – something I’d never have even contemplated when I weighed 350 pounds
- I backpacked around the Baltics for two weeks without any plans.
- I took my clothes off in front of man, many many times.
- I ran in public.
- I took a dance class that left me beet-faced and breathless three years ago but now I keep up with the skinny chicks.
- I went on nights out with the lads from my work – I used to cry for a week in advance if I had a work night out, not wanting to go out in public, worrying about what I wear – now I go out and dance and don’t give a crap that I’ll never have the legs and arms for a little black dress.
Yes, there were days and dozens of blog entries in which I bitched about my lard and longed to have smaller jeans, but for the most part this year I was just happy being in my own skin and stop fretting about my size. I just dove headfirst into life and scoffed up new experiences with the enthusiasm I used to reserve for scoffing icecream straight from the tub.
If 2001 was the year of me Obsessing About Fat, 2004 was the year of me Obsessing About Me. It was like the carefree, heady college days that I was too fat and depressed to have at the time. It was unashamedly indulgent and fun and now looking back, I am glad I took the time out to make the most of it.
2005 is going to be a cracker. There won’t be the crazy travelling but there will be some drama. Are you voting for the quickie wedding or the tearful deportation back to Australia? I’m excited as you are to find out what happens.
I do want make some progress with my weight in 2005. I will say it now: I want to be at my target by January 2006. That will make it a neat five years. The Five Year Plan. Evil Stalin had 5 Year Plans to turn the USSR into an economic powerhouse, so I think it’s a nice round number for my weight loss adventure. So I am looking forward to putting in the hard yards for the 5th year. Top of the list: cracking on with the jogging so I can do a 5k in the springtime.
Merry Christmas to you all and thanks for those who kept reading despite me putting the blog second to fun and shenanigans! All your blogs, emails and comments make me cackle and cry and kick my backside. Big cheers to the regular faces like Kimba, Argy, Julia, Erin, Andrew, Jillian, Tree, Jovey, Jude, Clazza, Lynda, Hanna, DeAnn, J, Denise, Rosemary, Leigh, Nessajane, Angel, Miata, Stef, Sandra, Rebeka, Alison, Tracy, Mary, Stephene, Kiri, all the inspiring Tales from the Scale folk and everyone else who’s name I’ve neglected to type but I have to scoot coz I’ll miss my ride but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to hump your leg with gratitude too! I have made some true friends through this silly site and that still rocks my socks every day.
See you all next year!