Who said a picture speaks a thousand words?
The answer, if we can believe Wiki answers, is an early emperor of the Xia Dynasty in China.
Well, his words resonate with me about 4 000 years later!
So, here goes everyone! Rocky Horror Show!
During lunch on Mother’s day May 2008, I called for everyone’s attention and then took the drastic step of announcing to my assembled family that I had reached the end of my tether regarding my skyrocketing weight. I did state what my weigh-in was on that Sunday morning– a nice rounded kg amount that would have not been lightweight on a rugby front ranker!
I told my family that I was embarking on a health & wellness journey and no-one must ever take offense if I pitched up at their homes with my own food bowls in hand! There was a shocked silence and then everyone spoke at once assuring me of their support and understanding.
Later that evening I received a much appreciated email from my daughter-in-law who commended me on my ‘bravery’ and assured me of her support in any way I needed it.
Almost 10 months – March 2009 – after the big Mother’s Day Announcement, I marched into my hairdressers and Zanet gaped at me in horror. She had not seen me – previously a monthly regular – in 7 months. She shrieked across the salon shouting “where the hell have you been?”. Only our temperamental hairdressers can get away with such cheek not so?!! I did not blame her though for the look of shock on her face. There I was with 7 months worth of hair growth – brown ends and a HUGE re-growth of silver/grey making up the truly dreadful picture.
I told her I wanted her to cut off all the brown and leave just the short grey growth. In other words I was “going grey”. At first she point-blank refused and it took much persuasion on my part to force her to do the deed.
When she had shorn off all my wild locks, there I was with grey hair with brown tips on the ends. She dug in her heels and refused to lop off any more and so I landed up with the brown tips being bleached a light blonde colour!
The change was indeed drastic. My husband loved it and my children hated it.
On arrival at home, I deliberately had the above two ‘before’ photos taken. At the time, I had also only lost about 3kg in 10 months but I had joined a gym and I was gearing myself up to ‘diet’. Hate that word.
I knew there would come a time when I would show the world where I had come from. I also always thought it would be on the day I reached my ultimate goal weight. Not so. Sometimes we have to pause and take stock and this is what I have decided to do.
“Odyssey : Interrupted” is a time for looking back at where I was and for taking a (brief) moment to pat myself on the back!
At the time this was taken I was just starting to believe I could do it!
I was starting to feel quite good in my very loose clothes here. I was honoured with a request from Dr Anna to speak as a patient living with diabetes at her seminar of the same name. Hair getting longer and I was getting used to the change in appearance.
This was taken one afternoon right after getting back from gym. Marc objected to taking the picture with me all sweaty-faced. I said I wanted to show how baggy the t-shirt was. I had bought half a dozen especially for gym in size XXL as I was not about to expose my fat rolls to the lycra clad guys and dolls at VA! Turns out nobody gives a damn what you look like at gym – everyone is there for their health and fitness – as it should be.
28 May 2010 and all dolled up to talk at Dr Anna’s seminar on weight management. Felt quite glam.
Having said that I felt quite glam, I was also checking out my loose skin and darn wrinkles! Skin is not so elastic any more when you are as ancient as I am!
These two photos were taken on my birthday 9th June and this, dear friends, is what I look like today! Looking back up the screen I am chuffed with the change.
A long journey from May 2008 and the odyssey ( ‘a series of wanderings’ remember!) continues…..
Anyone know of a good plastic surgeon???!!! 🙂