And So The Story Ends

Good Morning World and thanks for tuning in to the penultimate post day here on Planet Magnet. After this post there will be only one more and that won’t be for a couple of weeks as I tell the story of my walk along Britain’s oldest Road.

That means this is post number 499!


Quite an incredible feat but one that I suppose I am quite proud to have achieved.

I have always said that I would share my life with you guys for the next 499 posts, after which I would walk the Ridgeway for the Charity HENRY and make my 500th and final post about that very walk.

It is hard to consider the person I was when I started out on the journey. Some people don’t even recognise me as I have changed so much physically, others don’t recognise me because I have changed so much mentally.

Regardless of which is more significant I think we must all agree that since my surgery and subsequent life change, this person…

Back Camera

With My Mum!

Is no longer anything like this person….


If we consider way back when I started this little blog after advice to do so, I was incredibly unfit, unhappy, lonely, I was letting life pass me by and I was disengaged.

No more though.

What a difference 18mths and the help and support of medical professionals and all of you guys here on Word Press who come to read my words every day. Some of you read quietly and fly under the radar and some of you read and comment and encourage. Regardless of which camp you fall into, I appreciate you all so very very much and I thank you all very much from the bottom of my heart.

You guys have made the incredible challenge of 499 posts a possibility and I am so happy that I have completed what I set out to do I think all I need do now is wish myself Bon Voyage, Bon Chance and Bon Temps for the next week of walking. You will be able to follow my updates on Facebook, Twitter and Instagram…..

So until I write and publish the story of my walk, I shall leave you with these words from T.S Elliots Little Gidding (pointed TO me by Osyth from Half Baked in Paradise but here mixed up by ME) and hopefully they will sum up all I have been trying to say…

“To make an end is to make a beginning so always remember last years thoughts belong to last years language whereas next years words await another voice”

So ’till the last time,

Stay out of the fridge.

P.S. Don’t forget to follow this link and donate to my just giving page.

A Trifle Of Concerns

Morning everyone and thank you for tuning in to the still ruminating Worlds Biggest Fridge Magnet.

Today is a new day and along with the sun coming out once again, the issue with my back has calmed down enough to be able to at least sit without being in total pain. I had decided to take some pain killers this morning should it be too much and now having removed them from the blister pack, I will now leave them alone once more because as I sit, I am in better form than I was upon rising this morning so lets see if we can walk that last little bit of pain away a bit later.

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I’m Am Become Magnet

Morning everyone, a quick blog today because its the Bank Holiday and I have things to do…W’hay!!

When this blog was originally named, it was done so to make a point that I hung around my fridge so much, I could easily have been regarded as a fridge magnet myself. Well, if I thought I hung around my fridge too much before my surgery, I may as well now just move in and make my new accommodation on the leftovers shelf so much do my new attendance levels knock the old into a cocked hat as they say.

But then I am the Worlds Biggest Fridge Magnet after all.

I was under the impression that the gastric sleeve surgery was supposed to release me from the tyranny of being a slave to the fridges contents.

Yet this has not happened.

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The Intrinsic Factor

Vitamin B12.

Heard of it?

Okay, so it’s called Cobalamin, but can you tell me what it does?

No? Me neither but it is one of the many things that I shall no longer produce enough of myself since having part of my stomach removed meaning that there will be regular supplements having to be injected on a quarterly basis.

That is along with a daily regimen of multi vitamins, minerals and iron that I shall have to suck down. Not literally iron filings but a manufactured supplement to improve my insides and relieve any borderline anaemia.

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Paying It Forward.

Paying it forward is an expression for describing the beneficiary of a good deed repaying it to others instead of to the original benefactor. 

It has only been a wee while since I started this blog of mine, in comparison to some others that is; and is as you know only 12 days since I underwent my procedure yet already I am looking at ways of “paying it forward” and helping others. As I launched last week and stated yesterday, I shall be walking the Ridgeway (an area of natural beauty I am lucky enough to live next to) next year when I am fully fit and fully healed. I shall be doing this for a yet to be determined charity but it will be related to the Oxford Bariatric Service and under the umbrella of Oxford University Hospitals Churchill site.

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One Is Not Enough And Two Is Too Many

I believe the real quote is by James Thurber and actually goes along the lines of “One Martini is all right. Two are too many, and three are not enough” but for my purposes I have chosen some of these words and adjusted them to make my own point… 😉

Over the last 7 weeks, the length of time I have been penning this daily blog (It’s incredible to think I have been writing each day since the 15th of Jan this year!) I would say I have pretty much opened up entirely and laid myself bare. I have been forced to look long and hard at myself and really come to terms with what kind of person I am and what makes me tick.

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It Costs How Much?

A week on from starting my Intermittent Fasting diet and we are back at day one of the intermittent part. Today and tomorrow are my least favourite two days of the week but also my most rewarding. The sense of achievement I felt last Wednesday morning was immense. I had managed on 800 calories for each of the previous two days. I was amazed that I had done it; and although I felt I shouldn’t really be, I was chuffed at my determination to succeed. Just as well really because looking at the money I am currently spending on groceries, I’d be broke before the surgery took place if I was eating healthily for the full seven days of the week.

I know this might sound daft but does it cost more money to eat healthily than it does to eat ordinary oven ready meals?

I think it possibly might.

Well certainly from a my point of view it might.

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