Ha’a Keaulana runs across the ocean floor with a 50 pound boulder. They do this as training to survive the massive surf waves of winter. She learned her amazing skills from her dad, legendary waterman #briankeaulana and her Grandpa, #Buffalo. I was very humbled to learn from the Hawaiians who have salt water running through their veins. Mahalo Nui Loa. Please stay tuned for our upcoming story on the Hawaiian surfing culture.
I am on new, less ‘sedative’ medication. And whilst I still seem to have an eternal cold, I do feel a lot more awake, and for the first time in over a month, I went jogging today! \o/
Katniss is kind of my hero of the moment, OK? I was totally just going to mime this until I remembered that I actually have a bow and arrows that I haven’t touched in years. It doesn’t hurt that this gives me a chance to show off my muscular arms, either.
I’ve kept up with the weight training, and even started doing sit-ups again. The days when I could comfortably do 30 sit-ups in a sitting are long gone, but 15 is a step on the way to 30.
Unfortunately, the measurements news isn’t so good. I’ve been super depressed and, before I changed my medications, super tired. There has been ice-cream. Lots of ice-cream. Also Pot Noodles. and Crisps.
Weight: 11st 12lbs :( :( :(
Bust: 43” !!!
Waist: 36.5” D:
Hips: 41” (actually not so bad, comparatively)
So, I have a long way to go before I can cosplay Sarah Connor with confidence, or fit into any of my lovely size 10 and 12 dresses, but I went jogging again, and that’s a start.
An excerpt from a comic I drew about trying to lose weight. I’m saving the full thing for As You Were #3.
(I know, my comics don’t look nearly as good before Amanda watercolors them)
I’ve taken some previously-unexplored measures to lose weight recently and have had unprecedented success. And, predictably, as soon as I started sharing my success story with the internet, they started picking apart why what I was choosing to eat was still “wrong” (even in spite of my, again, measurable and profound success). There’s no winning with people when it comes to trying to lose weight. Short of someone developing an eating disorder, which I’m sure we can all agree falls under the umbrella of For Sure Unhealthy, is it really so much to ask to just be supported in my attempts to feel better about my own personal health and body? I’m not telling other people how to live or how to look, I’m not suggesting everyone live by the exact same rules that I try and live by myself. Why is it so hard to just say “Congratulations, good for you” instead of “Oh you’re drinking diet soda? You know diet soda is actually worse for you than regular soda because even though you’re having success with it and feeling good I read a website that quoted a documentary once and blah blah blah blah blah.”
(Pause and count the seconds until some Tumblr dipshit actually does get on here and start trying to lecture me on diet soda, in 3… 2…)
Now that I’m working from home, I realise that I’m no longer cycling for at least half an hour at least four times a week. This means that although I am eating less, and eating more healthily, I’m also getting less exercise. Which I guess is why I haven’t lost any weight and currently feel like a whale.
Now that I have replaced my stolen bike, I vow to go for a pootle about on it every day, unless a) it is pissing it down, or b) I am too ill. I figure that no matter how busy I am there will always be at least 10 or 20mins to have a pootle about on my bike. I’m pretty busy today, but I just had a pootle.
Of course, I realise that this alone will not be enough, but in addition to my weights, I will also try to get other exercise regularly. This is just my baseline to make shore that I don’t spend all day every day shifting between the bed, the bathroom, and the kettle. Plus, I’m aware that I need to build in time away from the computer screen, so it will be good for my eyes, as well. And I’m told getting up and doing even a small amount of exercise improves brain activity. So.