My 15 year old wrote in his personal learning plan that his goal for 2009 was to pass and that his laziness and bad handwriting might get in the way. This is a big moment as I have never seen on paper Ryan's determination to make the year count the way he has for this year and to know what obstacles he may face. The cute kid with the cheeky grin has grown into a very handsome, intelligent wise young man and I have realised I need to treat him with more respect and adult understanding than before.
My 13 year old went to high school for her first day and experienced a different routine with different classes and also with homework. Nicola made many new friends yesterday and enjoyed being at a school where she was no longer ostracised for being slightly different. The shy, happy 4 year old I helped mould has turned out to be a fine young woman with morals and values every young girl should have.
My now 11 year old baby Sophia celebrated two rites of passage. The first being her birthday marking her second to last year of childhood and the second being the only child in the family at primary school. Sophia loved it so much she has put a more concerted effort into her work. Her attempt at being an artist last night using her new easel, canvas and watercolour paint saw her produce a top quality artwork in progress that I would love to frame when finished. Her eye for detail and colour is fascinating.
However, as the kids celebrated their milestones yesterday, I had a milestone of my own today at the gym. Although I haven't weighed in at my Weight Watchers meeting yet because I go at night, going to the gym and being able to do something I could only watch others do made me smile, feel triumphant and want to keep going even though my body was screaming "All right already, you've proved yourself!!!!" I managed to jog for 5 minutes at a steady pace of 8.5Km/hr without feeling out of breath, in pain or tired. It was an exhilirating feeling and one I shall never forget. It marks the beginning of the end of my fears that I had prior to losing weight. I can no longer be afraid that if I jog, all of my jiggly bits will look funny if I jog, that I can chase after my kids in a heartbeat if I need to, that if I needed to run for a bus it wouldn't be a problem.
I feel alive finally....there is nothing I can't do.
Tonight I will weigh in and come back with the results but right now I feel triumphant enough that if I gained weight tonight I would not be upset, it is all part and parcel of stepping down to the next kilogram I challenge my body to lose.
Until later,
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