exercise, mental health, photos, story of my life, walking

In Which I Finally Meet My Friend James

On Tuesday, I had a good week at Weight Watchers, but that wasn't the best thing about the day. The best thing about the day was meeting a man I've known since 2001, for the first time. Apparently, he'd had this trip planned for a year, and not let on a jot, the asshole. :)… Continue reading In Which I Finally Meet My Friend James

babble, exercise, fitness, non-scale victory, photos, story of my life, walking

In Which I’ve Completed My Sainsbury’s Sport Relief Games 2016 3-Mile Walk

Feeling generous and want to donate to my Sport Relief Swimathon? You can do that here!: http://my.sportrelief.com/sponsor/iknowitsforreal. Want to donate to my 3-mile Sport Relief walk? You can do that here: http://my.sportrelief.com/sponsor/telanor Sainsbury's Sport Relief Games 2016 Mile: I DIDN'T PANIC THIS TIME While I still went to bed at a reasonably good time last… Continue reading In Which I’ve Completed My Sainsbury’s Sport Relief Games 2016 3-Mile Walk

blantyre leisure centre, exercise, hamilton water palace, STICKY POST, walking

In Which I’ll Be FATGIRLswim For Sport Relief #SR16

My body's a little broken, I'm pretty sure we're all aware of that by now. And two years back, I was living in a much rougher area than I was right now, still unemployed, and at the point where I was so broke that I was dumpster diving for food. Luckily, my body's not so… Continue reading In Which I’ll Be FATGIRLswim For Sport Relief #SR16

babble, exercise, photos, story of my life, walking

In Which Tracy is Wasting Away

I could write an epic tome about what I hate about being unemployed. I certainly have the time. I don't have the inclination, however. Be thankful. It would be longer than Clarissa, or, the History of a Young Lady (arguably the longest English-language novel in the history of human knowledge), and shockingly frank. Related: Last… Continue reading In Which Tracy is Wasting Away

babble, body talk, exercise, story of my life, walking

In Which Tracy Is Swelling Up

There are two things I am exceptionally glad of, given my size. One: my face isn't too huge, and I wasn't burdened with a massive double-chin. It's big, but not big big. I'm vain enough as is. Anything bigger, and I can't imagine how frustrated I'd be with myself. Two: my hands aren't as big… Continue reading In Which Tracy Is Swelling Up