Rainbow Nation

White Folk....

My boss is going on a 3 month sabbatical in June. He will be travelling the whole of Southern Africa. This sounds nice enough EXCEPT most of the trip will entail having to use pitsystem toilets, "rustic showers" (what that means is beyond me), no electricity AND there is wildlife. Wildlife means snakes AND LIONS just roaming around especially at night. Seriously?! There is even a blog about these camp sites. One guy says he was sleeping in a one man pitch tent and a lion was busy roaring outside his tent tempted to charge at him! He proceeds to say "it was fun"!!! May I add that these camping sites are booked months and months in advance?! I'm telling you, I loves me some white folk but they need Jesus...

Morons!

ML

Reality Check

Larders

I'm having such deep revelations lately about weight. This morning as I was washing dishes I realised that I have been fighting the "battle of the bulge" for about 15 years. There was a moment where I won for a little while and lost about 10 kgs but then I gained it back plus an added 17 kgs.

 

A frined of mine(one of my most dearest and oldest - as in we've been friends for about 15 years) once said that I should write about what would change about my life if I lost weight. I wrote down all the stuff that I thought would really change. Today, almost two years later the question still begs. Back then I thought that being able to walk into a clothing shop and buy any item of clothing because I want it not because I am limited to a certain range of clothing. I know the kind of style that I like but when heavy/fat/padded (ha!) that style comes with a heavy price. In any regard today I think I'm finally getting to the root answer of the question. If I lost weight I would not have any excuses for failure. Right now I can say that I was rejected for a presenting gig on Top Billing because I looked like a purple beached whale but when I lose (I never get it right is it loose or lose??? wtf!! *sidethought) the weight what will my reason for not going for it be? I will solely have to be accountable for my failures not my mother, not my weight but me. The buck would stop with me.

 

And in other news, I'm really enjoying getting to re-know (there I go again! coining words) me. I said to a friend that I have been living off the residue of an 18 year old and now I need to find my twenty-something year old lady. I love my twenties. I believe this is the time to take radical leaps of faith.

 

So, here is a challenge for you. Firstly, if you have been fighting the battle of the bulge find out why its been a battle for so long. There may be emotions that are hidden so deep that you don't even realise. Secondly, meditation (not in the freaky way of going "uhm" a million times) is so important. A person is made up of body, soul/spirit and mind. All these need to be aligned and in unison. If one is off beat then there is no balance.

 

You can have thousands of supporters supporting you with you weightloss but if you are not all in it. Its going to be a battle and not an awesome journey.

xo
Mother Larder

Weigh in

Larders

What the heck?! The scale says I've gone up 500grams. Its supposed to say I've gone down 500grams at least!!! I've been good with exercising, been good with food, my clothes are not super super tight they are just super tight. Yet the DAMN scale says I gained. I. AM. NOT. IMPRESSED.

I can't wallow in this forever though, I've got to keep my mind focused on improving my fitness for the Surfers. I have just under a month left to prepare and so far its been dismal. I'm nervous. This is half a marathon. I would like to drop some weight before the surfers so there is less pressure on my joints.

I have 4 days to walk 14kms. This means I need to walk 4kms everyday till saturday. FUN.

I'm chatting with a friend currently and she is moving and shaking this year. It's really motivating me to not just lie there and do nothing. Its time to do something.

Which leads me to my next point. Today I had such a 'light bulb' moment. I been wondering why I always go 2 steps forward and 3 steps back with my weightloss. I realised that even though I said and have practised it (seldom times), I always have this mental block telling me something is bound to go wrong and thus I mustn't give my all. From a very young age I became best friends with Mr Letdown. As a result, I conditioned myself to not expect much as life and people and (dare I say it) myself have let me down so many times. I'm an optimistic-pessimist (oxymoron I know) I'm optomistic about other people and things that are within my control. If something is out of my control then I lose optimism. Now, I have no excuses to say that this person is hindering me or this circumstance is hindering me. To whoever will read this, I'll sound selfish but I don't care. I like myself. I want the best for me. I don't want me to have a half hearted life. I want to live in abundance. I have put myself in the back burner for so long that I don't even realise that I have become co-dependent. That has to be broken. No one else will live my life for me. People will walk in and out of my life but I will be with myself forever. I choose me, I choose life. There's no room for negative energy. Its all about life. I will have ups and downs but its most important to keep living, taking risks and having faith that God is betting on me. Words have bound me but words are and will set me free.

What a beautiful realisation. Be careful what you say to someone. You'll never know if your words tighten their chains or if they set free. Choose to be a vessel that helps to set free.

Xo
Mother Larder
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Week 4 of 2013

Larders

I hope you had a fabulous weekend because I most certainly did! "why? Mother Larder, what did you do that you had such an awesome weekend? Tell us, tell us please!!" you ask? I'll tell you.... Yesterday, I spent 2 hours frolicking in the sea water. The water was sooo lovely - that is after the first few minutes where I thought I would lose some limbs because of the coldness of the water. The sun has been beating down like Satan's evil brother but the water made it all better. Twice in one week I frolicked in the water. I LOVE LIVING BY THE BEACH.

Back to business....

So, I did not finish the book Heroine of the Desert. I will finish it either tonight or tomorrow night at the latest. (disclaimer: I did not proof read the last entry as I was in a rush when I wrote it. There are a few grammatical errors and spelling mistakes and I apologise for my tardiness).

Remember the 5k I was doing on Friday? I went, I saw and didn't conquer. After about 2,5k's it started raining and I was not prepared to have my phone and headphones soaking wet. So, I took a short cut, got into my car and went home. I must have walked about 3 kilometers. Saturday, a friend of mine and I attempted another 5k. This 5k is called the Nahoon Park Run (NPR). It happens every Saturday morning at 8am. It takes place by the beach. This means that you walk /  run on sand and hike up some dunes. This was fun for the first 30 seconds, then my knee started to pain and sand got into my takkies (I hate that!), it started to rain and because I am so incredibly unfit I was left behind. There was not a soul in sight! I mean, the only way I knew which direction to go was checking for foot prints. I felt like McGyver finding his way out of the Amazon. I ended up not finishing (again!!!) the race. I noticed this when I got to the parking lot and realised that I was suddenly ahead of everyone. I missed a turn that I was meant to take me onto another trail and ended up walking another 3 kilometers! I was sooo mad at myself. I have now made it a point to walk this freaking trail twice this week so I can improve on my time and hopefully not completely lose sight of people when I walk again on Saturday.

A random thought: Why is it that when I go on these walks there aren't any black folk?! When I mean black I mean Black as in Black, Coloured Folk, Indians and African Foreign Nationals. WHAT THE HELL?!

So last week I clocked about 6 kilometers and went to the gym 3 times. This is not enough for the Surfer's Marathon.

Its been established that I DO NOT like to wake up in the morning. AT ALL. I have been training my body to wake up earlier. Last night I went to sleep early, having packed out my workout clothes, pumped to wake up early and go for a walk. I set my alarm clock for 5:30am and even watched Biggest Loser to inspire me to wake up and go for a walk since I need to clock 20kms of walking each week until the Surfer's. Today I woke up about 5 minutes before the alarm clock and was so excited! I went to the loo and decided to lay down for 5 minutes. 5 minutes turned into 2 hours! There goes any chance of me going for a morning walk. ugh! As a reward to myself for not following through this morning, after gym I will have to go for a brisk walk for an 45 - 1 hr. On top of that, I have to clean the flat when I get home. Its disgusting.

I'm gonna wake up tomorrow morning and do this. I can do this. Sleep is necessary but it wont help when I attempt the Surfer's. One of the trainers on Biggest Loser (BL) said "don't try just do it.". Three words that need to leave my vocab: try, cant and hate.

With regards to the title of the entry: There are 52 weeks in a year. 3 weeks have already gone by and I haven't made enough impact. Each week I would like to do something good for someone else and for myself. And each week should find me a better person.

Food : I shall only allow 1 cheat day a week. I don't know if I should go with Sundays or Saturdays. Sundays are my rest day but Saturdays are more awesome days to cheat. I think I'll go for Sundays as cheat days.

Chat later!

xo
Mother Larder

What am I thinking?!

Larders

Firstly, HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

I know, I know! Before you start shouting and poking me with tridant I'm sorry I have been quiet for so long. Life happens and sometimes all one needs is solitude from the world. To quieten the voices, regroup and strategise. The bad voices are currently being slaughtered by the good voices. There is a crazy war going on in my head kids! Nuclearic proprtions!!!

Yes, its another year and I still have a sense of humour equivalent to that of a 14 year old. Live with it.

So.... New Year's resolutions.

1. Get back into my studies. I really need to finish my first degree now. Its becoming such a mission that sometimes I wanna punch someone in the face. Getting UNISA to reply is harder than asking the President if he is a silk-boxers kind of guy!

2. Read 12 books. This means I need to read one book a month. The first four books I will read are: Heroine of the Dessert (been battling to finish it), Spud (I keep starting), Of Warriors, Lovers and Prophets (also, I keep starting and never follow through) and The Dream Deferred (a Tabo Mbeki autobiography). I shall finish Heroine this weekend and begin with The Dream Deferred.

3. Drop 35 kilograms. That's a sh!t load of weight but its only half of what I need to lose. My poor body has been abused long enough. She needs a break. A carefully thought out plan needs to be implemented and accounted for.

4. Career. I dont know about this but something needs to change and soon.


I cant think of anything more to say with regards to New Year's resolutions. The year is but a fetus (ha!) so I'll keep adjusting here and there. A 'business plan' needs to be drawn.

I cant put this off anymore. I have to tell you guys coz you will keep me accountable. Your asses HAVE TO and BETTER keep me accountable. This year, in a month's time actually, I will be walking the Surfer's marathon. It is 21 kilometers of mostly water, sand and rock. The route is very scenic. Its right at the beach and on a scale of 1 - 10 in terms of difficulty - its a raging hormonal bitch.

In a few minutes, I will walk my first 5km in over a year!!! This is in preperation of the Surfer's marathon. I'll take pics and share with you my lovely Larders.

How was your holday? New Year's resolutions?

To my dear friend who commented on a previous post, I promise to reply tomorrow.

Off to bashing my head against the wall now! (I still think I'm crazy for doing the surfers)

Much love
xo

Mother Larder