So what are you going to do about accountability!?!

So it’s been a week (perhaps even a little more) and I know I promised to write and I’m behind ...but I swear I have been thinking of you. This week I’ve taken a keen interest in my health, I’ve even ventured back to the gym. True story.

Chatting to my sister on the phone the other night and I was telling her about my plans. Like most sisters heading into summer she was thinking the same thing, time to shed a few wobbly bits...

Much to my surprise after hearing about the changes I'd beeen making she spat out the words...”what are you going to do about accountability??”.

You should probably understand at this point that my sister in an international lawyer and her brain functions in a highly effective and clinical manner- even when it comes to her mouth and knicker size. So yes she was literally asking me “how are you going to record and track it, how are you going to prove your commitment”. Ahhhhh the legal profession.

So what am I going to do about accountability?

nothing.

As I have said in the post before this eating and exercise change is out of love of my body not out a self hate or disappointment. However my big sis has a point… maybe I need a system.

So I went out and bought a lolly jar.

What’s that you say?  Lollies aren’t on diets? Ummm no they aren’t…. But guess what… they are on mine. See to be quite honest I’m not a big sweets eater but this little jar is in my cupboard as a sign that I trust me and if I want a peanut M&M… I can have one. I’m just choosing not to at the minute. So my jar sits there, leaving me totally accountable.

Physician Heal Thyself.

Today I made a decision.

I haven’t weighed myself in a long time; I’m just not a big fan. I know that once I weigh myself, I will obsess. I’ve been a bit fixated in the past and part of growing up for me was choosing to only measure myself by the clothes I wear, how I feel about my body and how healthy the food I eat is.

Lately that has not been a sufficient measure… things have gotten a little relaxed on the waist, arse and thighs front. And by relaxed I mean… fat.

Usually in this situation I would launch into a furious diet, find a trainer, draw up a schedule, deny myself alcohol or deliciousness.

Usually I start a journey of self-loathing that would successfully whittle my self-esteem down to slim.

Not this time. I’m just not doing it. I refuse.

Ok so I’m no longer a size eight, but I’m really proud of who I am and what I do each day. It takes immense amount of patience, love and dedication. Ok so I don’t like the way I look and I miss wearing my favourite things but, I’m managing a huge load at university and work, and keeping my relationship spiffy and my house (mostly) clean.

So this time I’m not going to get angry at myself, I’m going to remind myself that I love what this body does for me and that I need to take some more time loving it. I might need to put me first, not the house, or the study or my lovely time-consuming-often-inconvenient-and-unorganised boyfriend. Love you honey.

Off to the greengrocer I went. I bought everything I felt like, spinach, pears, apples, parsley, garlic and many other goodies. I went home and made a huge salad, sat in the sun and put my uni work aside. I just enjoyed Being for a little.

Then tonight I went old school and had an Epsom Salt bath. A favourite of mine, Espom salt is cleansing for the skin (or so I read) and I had a good old fashioned soak. Tomorrow I’ll make tracks towards the gym. This leaves just two things:

I solemnly vow to blog in love about my health progress once a week.

And secondly this, I hope that others will join. I’m new to blogging, but I’d like to make an offer. Share my blog with others and comment beneath (indicating where you shared it), In return I will send the first five of you (do the math.. there are currently only four of you!) a box of Epsom salts and candle bath pack, on the promise you have a long soak and consider that masterpiece you are living in, look how much it’s done for you, what it represents and reflects in your life. I bet it’s given you heaps, let’s give it a little love back.