In my post of November 3rd I wrote about the final barrier I had to overcome in my fight against fibromyalgia i.e. stretching my tight muscles. True to form I have been procrastinating due to the fear of pain. I decided that I really had to do something to prevent me from putting it off any longer. A lot of fibromyalgia self help books recommend yoga. I did a bit of research into local groups and found a qualified instructor who offered an initial one-to-one session and lessons for a month for only £65. This means that I can try it out without having to worry about interacting socially with lots of new people all at once.
The instructor is called Ben Parkes and he has his own company ‘imaginatively’ called YogaBen. He was encouraging in his emails and I’m actually looking forward to getting started. Besides the muscle workout some of the class is spent on relaxation and mindfulness which in the past have proved very difficult for me. I am willing to give it 100% in the hopes that it will improve my overall health albeit in the long term.
In the past I have been known to get obsessed with new hobbies so I have made myself a rule that if I take to yoga I won’t do any more than two sessions a week.
Today at Slimming World I reached the milestone of dropping below the lowest weight I reached in 2014. I am now the lightest I’ve been for 23 years and I’m only 3lbs away from losing 100lbs in total. I don’t think my brain has caught up with my change in size as when I move around I feel like parts of me are missing. It’s a really odd feeling. I’m almost annoyed that it’s Christmas next week as it’s going to slow down my weight loss next week. I know I could stick to my eating regime 100% over the Christmas period if I really wanted to but it would only make me feel resentful of other people that can let themselves go. I’m not going to go mad though, I’ve decided to allow myself a portion of any dessert I want on Christmas day and that’s it. For anyone reading this, I must sound like a crazy woman but I’ve learned over the years that I cope better when I plan in advance.
My Faulty Brain 