Better health.. the best foot / move forward

Well hello there and welcome to my new blog. Before you get all nice and comfy, let me explain the purpose of my writing.

Firstly, I am a lass of the larger persuasion. Now there is nothing wrong with being larger lass if it makes you happy. But I am not. Being large makes me miserable. I refuse to be in photos, I wince when I try clothes on in shops and because of bastard corona, when I go to work I have to wear scrubs (work for the wonderful NHS) and every shift I am fed up of playing ‘guess which XXL pair of scrubs will actually go over my arse’.

Now, I have not always been big. Growing up, I was always slim. But I’ve always used food as a way of coping with the emotional / stressful side of life. So much so that now in my late thirties, it’s taken it’s toll. I have always struggled with my relationship with food. Some in the medical profession, even described me as having Binge eating disorder. I have also sought help for my relationship with food with the lovely people at B.eat (eating disorder service) and through mental health services. Although the sad thing is that my relationship food is now effecting my physical health. 

I don’t want to end my days unable to get out bed due to obesity or have to have a body bath with a sponge on a stick unable to reach the parts that need cleaning. 

My family are also concerned. My sister every time she sees me starts with the phrase ‘Alright Zoe, how’s the diet going?’ Which is always fun to hear when you feel fifty shades of shit about how you look. 

My hubby loves me for me and is very supportive but is worried about my physical health 

My mum likewise. Oh isn’t this fun. And now bastard corona has come along and the uk government states that being overweight increases your risk of actually getting corona. Along with diabetes, respiratory diseases and other things that I can’t remember. However, I am pre diabetic and have asthma so along with being obese, I’ve scored a hatrick! What do I win?! Corona!! Seriously though, corona aside. I have now come to the point in my life where I am going to make me a priority. 

But, in order for this to work, I have to be in the right headspace to start with. I’m doing this for for me. Not for my hubby, sister, mum or even the UK govt. Me. 

This is a lifestyle change, a long term lifestyle change. Changing and adapting habits. Not following the wanky Micheal Mosley 800 calorie diet. I am using the NHS 12 week programme. And it’s free. This is my choice. Therefore, should you wish to follow my adventures into eating a bit better or hoovering the 3 inches of dust off my trainers to move a bit more, you’re welcome to follow my instagram: fatlassgivesitherbest and my new blog witterings! x 


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