My Journey - Warts and All

I'm loving being at home!! I've only been home for a few days but I've done some catching up and have a whole week left to do. So far this week I've seen my granny, been out for dinner with Matt, had a date day with him all day today and tomorrow I'm seeing my family and we have a wedding reception at night. Next week, I've got more dates for lunch and dinner before heading back down the road on Thursday. I'm not off any illusion that it'll be like this when I come back permanently but that's ok. I'm going to re-read my book Run Fat Bitch Run and get back into my health kick. I lost 2lbs this week and am so close to coming down another stone bracket. I'm also going to sign up for the Fife Race for life this year. I'm not sure I'll be able to run it yet but I'm going to give it a bash. Am going to miss the girls from Manchester when I come home full time but we'll keep in touch and we give each other an excuse for a nig

I know it's been a whole but here we go. Week 1 - 17st 1lb Week 2 - 16st 6lbs Week 3 - 16st 1lb Week 4 - 16st 2lbs Week 5 - 16st LOSS: 2lbs!! Woop woop!!! Stress and my weight loss normally don't get along but apparently 2lbs was lost somewhere along the way. Now that home is on the agenda, I'm planning to go walking initially but eventually running down the Meades again. So if anyone wants a walking/running buddy in a couple of weeks drop me a text. One of the CPT girls mentioned going back to that but I don't think I'll be able to. I really do think I'd be left in a big puddle at the start o the training lol. The overload would be the end of me!! I'd like to come back but I'm just not sure...... I'm feeling weird today. Obviously I've made the decision to come home and I'm ok with that but I'm going to miss some of the people that I've met down south. I'm loving catching up with my life up here but I'm really hop

Things are changing again, I'm coming home. Manchester didn't work out so I'm coming home.  I know that there were "friends" at the night out when I left that said I wouldn't last in Manchester. I'm not ashamed of the fact that I'm a homebody and need to be around my support network. It's not easy leaving everyone behind and start a brand new career in a totally strange city. Do I feel like a failure? Absolutely!! Do I regret going down? Not at all. I've done the first 3 months of my staff nurse career, met some amazing people (who I hope will come and visit me in Edinburgh) and I've got a new found confidence in my job.  I love nursing and I don't want to forget that all because of homesickness. I also found this picture lately that represents to me the path of relationships. If I stay here Matt and I will never move onto the next part and that makes me sad. I've put the picture below.  I'm coming home today for about a week

I put on 1lb this week :-( But it's ok. I've had an amazing week and the banter/carry on has been brilliant! So vital statistics out the way first Week 1 - 17st 1lb Week 2 - 16st 6lbs Week 3 - 16st 1lb Week 4 - 16st 2lbs GAIN: 1 lb So this week started off with 5 days off work. Lucky for me (and maybe not for her) one of the girls on my ward and halls was also off. We should have seen the chaos coming after we consumed 2 bottles of wine on our first night off. So fast forward to the Saturday night and we're out in Manchester, just the 2 of us, and having a cracking time! Lots of drinking, dancing and generally having a good laugh. Sunday was not a pretty picture and we ate nothing but rubbish all day. Hence the reason I'm quite happy with just a pound on. This week didn't start much better, we had a wine/munchies night last night when I got in from work. My family are coming down tomorrow and we're eating out so that'll be another stuffed day. I