I had my annual check-up today, but that couldn’t dampen my good mood at missing the forecast “arctic blast” and driving to the appointment in lovely sunshine. It’s a once a year thing, the GP practice seems to like doing it, and it amuses me to see them try so hard to avoid using the word “fat”. For despite modern words and modern concepts of patient dignity the truthful, accurate and short description of me is “fat”.
I have turned down the offer of swimming as therapy because I’ve seen what happens when people like me go swimming.
I have however, accepted the offer of being weighed regularly and being given vouchers to join a slimmers’ organisation – I forget which one but can feel my body bunching up ready for flight at the mere mention of the idea. Sometimes you just have to recognise the inevitable. If I wish to live and irritate my wife until I am in my eighties I am going to have to change my ways.
In many ways this belongs on the other blog (www.sherwooddays.com) but I’m telling you here because it leads on to other things.
Due to the unexpected excellence of the weather, and the desire for a nice cooked breakfast after a discussion of my weight, we went out for brunch. I think using a two meal strategy and eating beans, tomatoes and mushrooms is a sufficiently healthy start to my new weight-loss programme.
The best bit was the planning session. We have a number of half-formed plans but nothing definite on paper yet. Released from the tyranny of meetings and the need to involve idiots we now have several pages of notes relating to schools, education, the Open Farm Sunday school days, a poetry competition, salt dough work, a grant application, getting men in sheds to build us a display, Flintham Ploughing Match education tent and (as they say) much, much more.
The advantage of our system (Julia talks, I write) is that it cuts down on discussion and saves time. If anything goes wrong it also means the blame sessions are simpler as it’s all her fault.
The disadvantage, of course, is that she’s now given me a list of jobs to do. A long list.
Good luck with the diet 🙁 I really don’t think I could join a slimming club. Just the thought makes me squirm. I am currently trying to lose weight and not doing too well – it is all so boring.
I’m fat because I have a bad memory. I keep eating things I enjoy and forgetting that I’m on a diet. I too am squirming at the thought of a slimming club, I promise you. 😉
Thanks for the link to sherwooddays
I am fat tooo… aaah and not sure I want to even think about it yet. Spring is at least a month away here and then maybe the sun will bring me out of my winter hibernation and I will get more active. Best of luck on the slimming down goal.