I popped by Fatgirl's blog yesterday and her post got me thinking about how my life has changed since I started losing weight...
Firstly, I no longer have a panic attack whenever someone offers to lend me a jacket or some other item of clothing. I used to rather freeze then try and find excuses as to why I didn't fit into someone elses clothes and embarrass myself. Even lending someone an item of clothing was super stressful for me.
I am not scared to sit in an airplane seat anymore. I used to be so afraid that my fat would (and often did) bulge over onto the seat next to mine, lift up the arm rests and disturb the people on either side of me. Luckily I never got to the seatbelt extender stage but I got damn close.
I am no longer petrified to get onto an amusement park ride (depending how dangerous the ride is of course), for fear that I would be asked to get off the ride encase it breaks. Or encase I didn't fit into the seat.
I have been horse riding for the first time in my life and I wasn't scared that I would hurt the poor horse!
I can now happily hop into the back seat of a car, with two other adults and not worry about squashing them or causing the back doors to pop open ;)
I can now walk into most clothing stores and not get the (yes, there is nothing in this store that will ever fit you so keep fooling yourself) look from the sales staff. And I can now go shopping with friends and not have to pretend that all I need are shoes and accessories.
And I now feel that I have the ability to offer other people who are in the same boat as me, guidance and motivation and will hopefully help others to be where they want to be and to be in the same positive place that I am in now.
I still have a LONG way to go, but wow, I have definately come a LONG way already. I can't wait to see how much more my life is going to change and improve from here on :)
How has your weight loss / change of attitude changed your life so far?
Now, onto a completely different topic.
I'm not sure if I mentioned my stalker before. But Just over 1 and a half years ago, I came back to South Africa after spending a year in Australia. I was just off the plane when a good friend of mine phoned to welcome me back and to ask me to go to her for dinner the following day. I used to spend a LOT of time at their house and I thought it would be great to go there and have a nice, relaxing dinner with good friends.
Anyway, it was now the next day (my 2nd day back in the country). I was rather shell shocked and still VERY jet lagged but I knew it would be an early and relaxing evening. But just before I set off to go for dinner, my friend phoned me to tell me that there would be a guy there (who they had become friends with during my absence) whom she had told all about me and he was dying to meet me. Oh dear!, there goes the relaxing evening in sloppy clothes idea.
So I arrived at their house and there was this guy, definately NOT my type but he seemed sweet enough. We had dinner and all was going well. After dinner we went to sit in the lounge to have coffee. So, this guy sits on the couch next to me. Next thing I know his hand is on my leg. (Anyone who knows me will know that I am NOT a touchy person) So I felt rather uncomfortable. Then I got up to get my cup of coffee off the table and sat back down. The guy says "Where is mine?". So I pointed to the table and said "There (you dufas)" So he says "why didn't you pass it to me", so i'm like, OMG what a dork!!! He kept going on about the coffee until I actually got up and passed it to him. (I really had to resist the urge to throw it on him).
Anyway, after what seemed like an eternity I decided to go home. It was late, I was exhausted (very very jet lagged) and I just wanted to be in my nice safe bed and asleep.
So I stood up and said "sorry for leaving so early guys, but I am very tired etc...) and this guy looks at me and says "you can't go, i'm not ready".So I told him that he didn't have to be ready because he didn't have to go anywhere.
But he insisted that he had to follow me home because it wasn't safe for me to go on my own.
I told him that (A) I lived just around the corner and (B) I am a big girl and am perfectly capable of looking after myself. So I get up to go and he says "Well you can't go because I am parked in your way and I am not ready to leave yet". So I had to wait for the moron to finish his coffee and leave when he was ready to.
Eventually we get up to leave (he still insisted that he would follow me home). At the door, my (not so sublte) friend says (in a very loud voice, infront of us both). "I'm so glad you two finally found eachother!!!" HOLY SHIT!!! I was gob smacked. I actually was totally lost for words and just wanted to get the hell out of that twilight zone and get home.
So, this guy followed me home and I quickly drove into the driveway and closed the gate behind me (electric gate). But the guy didn't get the hint and just parked at the gate waiting for me to get out of my car. So in a huff I went up to him and said "Thanks for following me home, good night". But no, he asks me for my phone number. ARGH!!! I told him that it was a new mobile / cell phone and I didn't know my number yet. You think he'd have gotten the hint then? NOT A CHANCE!!!!
I actually cried myself to sleep that night.
The next day my friend phones me to tell me how much this evil scary guy liked me and that she gave him my number. HELP!!!
So, this guy phoned me almost ever day for over 3 months, and every day I told him that I didn't want to go for "coffee" or anywhere else and that I wasn't ready for a relationship etc. I didn't have the guts to actually tell him to fuck off :) (nicely) but I thought that he should have realized that I just wasn't interrested.
The phone calls eventually started to get less and less and after almost a year, I was finally rid of him. Well thats what I thought!!!!
Last night I am sitting at home, watching survivor when I hear a txt message coming through on my phone. I went to check it and believe it or not, its from this psycho stalker!!! It went something like "Hi, howe are you, are you still so busy at work?" WTF???
Almost two years and he is still trying??? WOW.
So I did what every normal woman would do, I ignored it :) hehe
Will I ever be rid of this idiot?
Just thought i'd share ;)