A Happy Bunny
April 01, 2015
Yes, that sums up my headspace at the moment. Life still continues to throw challenges my way; I don’t have enough hours in the day; people I care about need my help (sometimes at the same time despite being hundreds of miles apart)… but that’s life. Stresses, strains, good times and bad times. We all face them. We all deal with the differently. I deal with mine very differently to how I used to.
My former “default setting” was the view that there isn’t very much that can’t be put right (albeit for just a minute) by eating a jam doughnut. Consequently I ate an awful lot of jam doughnuts.
And at the time that I was enjoying the deep fried jammy treat I was momentarily distracted from whatever was making life difficult. But as soon as the last mouthful was swallowed the distraction ended. I still had face reality, but with an added inch on my waistline.
One of the most important lessons I’ve learned since joining WLR is that I have to take responsibility for my actions. All the wisdom, good advice and support in the world counts for nothing if you, and I mean YOU, are prepared to do most of the hard work yourself (and trust me, sometimes it can be hard work).
That said, once I realised that the key to my success is ME, it shifted my perspective hugely. I know myself well enough to be able to spot my weaknesses and my strengths; I know what my demons are and I know what to use as my best weapons against them.
One of my closest friends knows that her best weapon is exercise. She is now a committed runner (having been a confirmed “couch potato” for the first thirty years of her life. She had never contemplated exercise and happened upon it by accident when the realised that her favourite glass of white wine needed to be earned or burned by way of burning the calories it contained. So she started “going for a little jog”. The “little jog” turned into a “long jog” which turned into 5k… which turned into half marathons. She still enjoys a glass of Soave but has changed her default setting to see it as something she needs to “earn” and enjoys it all the more knowing that she has worked for her treat.
Another friend knows that if she is “strict” for five days of the week, carefully monitoring everything that she eats and making sure her body gets all the nutrients it needs, she can relax a little at the weekend. In the past she would have “felt deprived” and got resentful (to the point that she would eat a family sized chocolate bar in one go simply as an act of rebellion). Now she understands what works best for her and has worked out a system that suits her physical and psychological needs.
For me, the battle was in my head. I knew the “rules”; I knew what constituted a sensible eating plan to optimise safe and steady weight loss.
But as soon as something stressful happened, my head would be scrambled and once that happened I would discard all the wisdom in favour of “tailspin” (usually involving cake or pastry covered savouries ).
For me, working out the best strategy meant finding something that stopped my headspace getting into turmoil. It turns out that writing things down; deep breaths; and counting small blessings is what works for me. Which is why I am in “happy bunny” mode right now.
It is now British Summer Time. Yes! SUMMER - just writing that puts a smile on my face. I have the prospect of a long weekend where I am not required to drive the length of the country to look after loved ones and can instead spend quiet time with Lovely Husband. We are planning to get the gazebo out of storage and set it up in our back garden ready for a summer of al-fresco dining, sitting on the swing seat listening to music; rendezvous-ing there after our days at the office for a coffee and a catch up.
I am already planning my menus for outdoor eating… steak and salad is never wrong; baby new potatoes and roast vegetables with a lovely piece of fresh fish; the possibilities are endless (with a little help from the WLR database).
I am even planning to make some Easter treats to share with the Junior members of my tribe. Chocolate crispy cake “nests” with a couple of mini-eggs nestling inside. The fun is in the making (as it’s not really “baking” is it?) and I don’t feel the need to eat any of them myself. Plus have told LH not to buy me my annual Easter Egg this year.
This year my “Easter Egg” is going to be a soft boiled farm-fresh beauty accompanied with wholemeal soldiers and a spreading of marmite… in the gazebo… (and yes I’m well aware that I may need my anorak, scarf and might even have to be tethered to the garden fence if these winds continue), but having my Easter Sunday breakfast in the garden makes me feel that summer is here.
I have managed to get some more items out of the spare bedroom wardrobe (where the “clothes I’m too fat for” go to live whilst I work on shedding inches); my sturdy boots have made way for strappy sandals; my slow cooker (which has been sanity saver during the winter months) is now on top of the fridge and my beautiful wooden salad-bowl-and-server-set are in its place on my worktop.
On the face of it, it is all trivial and inconsequential, and perhaps it is, but individually and collectively it makes me A Happy Bunny… and when I am a Happy Bunny my WLR journey is a pleasure.
I hope you are all Happy Bunnies over this long Bank Holiday weekend. Have a wonderful week.
With a hug