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Vancouver, Canada
Originally from a small seaside town in the North of England, I lived and worked in France, Germany, Belgium, Switzerland and the Maldive Islands before moving to Canada in 1995 - where I intended to stay 'just a couple of years'. Well, I'm still here. I live with my fabulous (Canadian) husband, Lorne, in Vancouver's Westside, close to beaches & downtown. We opted for kitties over kids and are proud parents to 3 wonderful rescues; Mel & Louis, who we adopted in 2010, and little miss Ella, who joined us in 2013. I miss my family in the UK but luckily my sister and best friend, Victoria, lives just down the street with her family. I remain very European at heart and would love to move back there, even for a while. Hopefully I'll convince Lorne & the kitties one day. Besides, I'm fluent in French & German but rarely get chance to use either here. Outside of work I love photography, writing, making cards, working out, camping, kayaking, horse riding & most things really. I've always been an animal lover, support several animal protection organizations and haven't eaten meat in 27 years.
Words To Live By:
We call them dumb animals, and so they are, for they cannot tell us how they feel, but they do not suffer less because they have no words. Anna Seawell (Author of Black Beauty)


Jan 17, 2014

Random Photo Friday: Bursting at the seams


'Twould appear the universe is not only trying to tell me something but has now reached the point of being downright sarcastic!

While waiting for a bus recently I noticed the above tag lying right at my feet. Oh hardy bloody ha haaaa. Charmed, I'm sure, though it certainly sums up how I'm feeling lately, especially post-Christmas n'all. Actually it's more like an overweight old bag, but let's just address one thing at a time.

Two weeks in and several heavy-duty workouts later and I'm still pushing outwards against the seams of my clothes - and this in spite of eating less, drinking less and 2 x 1,000mg of (65% HCA) Garcinia Cambogia per day! What the f...? When did it become so difficult to shift a few pounds? Normally a week back at the gym and I'm good. Two weeks and it's like Christmas never happened. Well, that's how it used to be anyway - but it certainly isn't the case this year, which is what concerned me even before the holidays, when my weight seemed to be mysteriously creeping upwards.

I know it's not about 'weight' per se, since it's normal to have fluctuations of up to 7lbs within any given day. And, having been much healthier and fitter for the past 20 years or so, I've tended to go mostly by how I feel and how my clothes are fitting rather than by what the scales might tell me - which has rarely made me feel good anyway. But that's what bothers me, my clothes continue to feel a little too tight for comfort despite the fact I'm doing all the things that would usually work to the contrary. (Usually being for years - up until about last November.) And I'm still hovering around the 138 - 140lbs mark - i.e. a good 7-10lbs over the weight I've maintained for at least the past 15 years.

I'm beginning to struggle with what to pull from my closet in the mornings and have even taken to wearing the looser-fitting clothes I bought when I first started taking Tamoxifen, in preparation for the weight gain I was told would be quite likely. (Funny how the opposite seemed to be true for those first several months, ho-hum.) Problem is, even those clothes aren't nearly so 'loose' anymore :-(

So yeah, today's picture sums up perfectly how I'm feeling. (sigh)


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