Woohooo, I feel good! I have got a weeks free membership at my local gym and feel really good about myself after my induction, a good workout and an hour swimming!
Its one of those things that I continually think about, I look in the mirror, don’t like what I see and in my head envisage a slimmer, sexier version of myself that makes me want to make the effort, but then I never do it! Well, today I actually got off my arse and did it and I am so glad I did.
I’ve then got 6 days left of my trial membership and am going to book myself into some of the fitness classes and see how I get on with them. I’ve done them in the past and I’m always the naughty one that ends up falling over and giggling and disrupting the class, but oooh how it’ll be worth it when come the Summer I have lost a couple of stone, am bronzed and looking and feeling better than I have done in years! Ok that is the plan, don’t let me slip up or get slack!
And I’m not sure what is going on with my hair at the moment either, but it is growing quicker than Rapunzels and come summer it may just be long and flowing enough for me to actually like it! I love long hair, I had mine cut off a few years ago in a vindictive hairdressing accident when my hairdresser, instead of cutting to a shoulder-length bob decided to cut it within an inch of its life and left me in tears, absolutely mortified that I looked like a boy! Since then, I’ve been very suspicious of anyone coming near it, brandishing a pair of sharp scissors and will only trim the very ends when it becomes desperate.
I must bring out the worst in people, because the above incident wasn’t an isolated one. When I was 15 my so-called best friend at the time spent hours perming my long blonde hair into what looked an amazing do which everybody loved and because she got jealous, just a week later, offered to trim the split ends and cut my hair to literally an inch long all over and shaved up the back of my head! Gutted! Why is it that some people have difficulty seeing others be happy? I felt so ugly and so stupid for trusting her, but then why wouldn’t I? She was my best friend!
Anyway, long story short….only very few are within the ‘circle of trust’ when it comes to my hair now as I’m not going to let it happen a third time. It’s not like I can just pull the hair out of my head to make it long again like those dolls heads we all had as children and you’ve gotta love a swish.
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