Who dares wins
Sunday, September 19, 2010
I have had a big awakening this week. I got completely hooked on the BBC's excellent three parter, 'The Young Ones'. Here's the link:
Briefly, it takes 6 British celebrities now in their 70s and 80s back to live in 1975 when they were at the peaks of their health, their careers etc. It was fascinating to see how their mindsets of 'being old' have affected them negatively, and how just going back in time for a week (brilliantly done by the Beeb) has had such a wonderful effect on their physical and mental health. Uplifting, emotional and a sheer affirmation of life, it has had a profound effect on me.
Ever since my serious fall in August 2009 I have been in a lot of pain and have allowed 4 stone to just pile on through not moving and plenty of comfort eating. (That's 56lb for my friends across the pond). I have fallen several times since, although not as badly, and have been terrified of falling again. Therefore I just stopped doing anything more than walking the dog up and down the lane. With the weight gain and lack of confidence, my body had almost seized up.
Discovering Sparkpeople has rescued me and I am now far more mobile. As a result, the weight is coming off (slowly, but it's coming off) - but far more importantly I am moving around much more easily. This has cheered me up too. I was very grumpy before that, stressed out at work, in pain and just tired all the time. I felt so old, far more than my 50 years. A bad place to be!
Having watched "The Young Ones" this week I realise 2 things:
1. I have fallen victim to the same self doubts that the 6 celebs were suffering from - but they're 26 - 38 years older than me.
2. I have come far enough with Sparkpeople to be able to up my game.
So............ today I decided not to walk the dog down the usual lane, instead I turned left and went up the hill. I live on a hill which is extremely steep in places. I didn't really know where I was going to end up but the weather was dry (a bit windy but sunny and bright) so I just kept going. After about a mile I got off the road and went cross country, following a public footpath right up to the top of the chasms. Now I'm absolutely terrified of heights and, coupled with my fear of falling, I absolutely hate going downhill, especially on steep, rough, muddy, uneven slippery surfaces. But I did it!
I was pretty cross that I hadn't brought my walking pole or the camera (not knowing where I was going before setting out) but I managed to get down that hill without falling over! Which was just as well given the amount of sheep and rabbit droppings everywhere. I will take the camera next time, the views are spectacular. Get that? Next time!
Over 9000 steps later, I'm now nursing a warm drink and feeling extremely proud that I've acted my age for a change. The dog is flat out, by the way! Thank you to Sparkpeople and 'Auntie' (the BBC) for getting me out of this awful rut.