2017 – the year that was

It’s New Year’s Eve 2017. A day during which many of us will reflect on the good, the bad and the in-between bits of the year gone by.

With hours to go until 2018, we may be thinking of pledges to be thinner, fitter, better versions of ourselves after the season of goodwill or, in many cases (myself included), a good fill of food, drink, late nights and sofa-lazing.

So here’s what I did and didn’t do in 2017 and my hopes for 2018.

What I did

Started mindfulness

In the spring, I was pretty unwell with a chest infection that I just couldn’t shift. I was stressed, anxious and frustrated and I realised that my feelings had a part to play in me being and staying unwell.

So, after reading Ruby Wax’s Frazzled, I put the cynicism aside and started 10 minutes of mindfulness a day with Headspace. It means I’ve clocked up more than 1,000 meditation minutes since May.

I’d love to say I manage to fit it in every day, but often I don’t. But I do use its techniques every day and they’ve helped massively, especially in paying attention to the moment and noticing things rather than letting them pass you by.

Got a tattoo

This one was a surprise. 2017 has thrown me some challenges that I’ve had to grit my teeth to get through.

So when I saw the #shepersisted campaign and resulting tattoos on Instagram, it resonated with me. So my 33rd birthday present to me was a tattoo on the inside of my wrist. And I love it.

Joined a running club

Before I had the children, I ran. Not fast, not far, but enough to have a few 5Ks and 10Ks under my belt.

Fast forward to 2017, and my New Year’s pledge was to run the Swansea Bay 10K. With training waylaid by an epic chest infection, I decided to take action and joined the Pencoed Panthers for their Couch to 5K sessions.

I could barely run for a minute at that point, but the Panthers’ training and encouragement led me to conquer the 10K.

Did my first 10K since 2010

I did it and raised more than £260 for Mind thanks to my awesome supporters.

Wrote a line a day

Last year, I was given a beautiful Christmas gift – a line a day journal. It’s been a great way to capture the ups, downs and those precious little moments with the children that could easily be forgotten over time.

Joined the National Trust

As a family, we love being outdoors for walks, exploring and finding muddy puddles.

So I took the plunge and signed us up for a National Trust family membership. It’s given us some stunning days out and encourages us to visit new places this year. And I’ve discovered a new favourite place a short drive from home – Dyffryn Gardens.

Did a Rainbow Run

I did the Ty Hafan Rainbow Run in Porthcawl, something I’ve always wanted to do. It was as fun as it looked even if I did sport a green tinge for a few days despite numerous showers.

What I didn’t do

Lose that weight

At the start of the year, I pledged to lose weight (like I usually do). It started well, but I fell off the eating less and moving more wagon at Easter and never got back on.

I refuse to diet after doing unsustainable slimming groups a few times in the past, so I know that eating less and moving more is the sustainable way to do it.

Perhaps I’ll manage it this year. Or perhaps this is just how I am now.

Break the treat myself mindset

I do like a treat. Whether it’s food or a little shopping pick me up, too often I go for the short term thrill of a treat, which is fine from time to time but not as a regular thing.

Blog enough

My blogging has been more sporadic than I would like this year. I hope to be more disciplined with it in the future.

So, what do I hope for 2018?

My main hopes for 2018 involve being kinder to others and myself as well as being more patient and grateful.

I have also signed up to do my first half marathon, which fills me with fear.

So goodbye 2017 and hello to 2018. I hope it brings you joy, good health, happiness and lots of muddy puddles.

What has 2017 been like for you? What are your hopes for 2018? I’d love to hear from you.

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On 2016 and my hopes for next year

The start of the new year is often time for reflection and new year’s resolutions. An opportunity to start afresh, to assess and set new goals.

I learnt long ago that unrealistic resolutions aren’t for me. Usually centred upon vast weight loss, they were not sustainable and often made me feel miserable at a time of year where we are short on daylight and money post-Christmas, which is hard enough.

So my 2016 resolution was simple – to be kinder to myself. The last few months of 2015 were challenging. I was back to work full time from maternity leave and learning to (try) to balance work with being a mum of two. My son moved schools, our beloved cat died suddenly and we moved house three weeks before Christmas in the midst of my husband’s accountancy exams and a work trip to Edinburgh and a few days before our son’s fourth birthday. 

This maelstrom of chaos led me to skip my exercise classes and eat way more than I should so I started    2016 feeling unfit and awful. So I joined a lovely gym, bought a Fitbit and started walking on my lunch breaks wherever possible.

At the start of the year, as well as moving more I was eating less so I lost 8lbs and felt good for it. I actually found that my cravings for treats reduced, which was brilliant. 

But I ate way more than I should have on holiday in June and I never really got back to my eating less mantra. 

I love food. It’s my comfort when I’m stressed or celebrating, sad or happy. I have had a love/hate relationship with my weight and food since I was a teenager, but my comfort eating has reached new levels since becoming a mum. We get up with our children at 5.30am every single day and between work, studying, exercise and being a mum, I’m usually too tired around the edges to resist chocolate. 

But things cannot stay this way. My jeans are tight and I don’t like the way I look. I haven’t stepped on the scales for months as I know I’ll hate what I see. So, for 2017, I want to stay on track with moving more and get back on track with eating less.

As sad and embarrassed as I feel about my shape at the moment, I am proud of my fitness achievements this year. 

  • I have been to the gym (classes or swimming) between 3 and 5 times a week consistently throughout the year.
  • I have started yoga again and have mastered the plough, a crab and the crow (for a millisecond admittedly).
  • I can survive and enjoy spin class after trying it for the first time this year (I thought I was going to be sick in my first class). 
  • I have kept challenging myself to try different classes at my gym from body pump to circuits to Clubbercise so I don’t get bored.
  • I have done at least 10,000 steps a day on most days of 2016.

I have also been kinder to myself in other ways including joining a choir, reading more and taking up my long-held ambition of blogging.

So, bring it on 2017. I hope to eat less and keep moving more as well as continuing to be kind to myself as much as any mum can be.

I also had a rather awesome Christmas present – a line a day journal – which I plan to start tomorrow.


Happy New Year all! Let’s hope it’s a good one.

What are your ambitions for 2017? I’d love to know.