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.

Fat Bloke Exercising, Yesterday

Portly Pilates

So in a bid to step up my activity and keep myself busy whilst on the Intermittent Diet, as well as walking the dog, I have decided to have a go at a Pilates class.

Pilates for those of you that may not know was “invented” by Joseph Pilates. In the first instance is was actually called “Contrology”. Initially started between the 1930’s and 1940’s Pilates taught his exercises under this guise mainly to dancers and choreographers until his death in 1967 when it became much more widely studied and taught, going by the name of the inventor himself, Pilates. His teachings maintained that all movements come from the centre of the body, an area known as the powerhouse that stretches from lower ribs to the top of the pubic bone. When exercising, this part of the body is kept involved at all times with the emphasis on concentrating on the centre of the body as the exercise is performed. Today it has now grown into a system of exercises using both special apparatus and the body’s own natural resistance. Because the exercises all originate with the core, they require deep concentration in order to identify what muscles you wish to use at any given time, thus promoting mental awareness, physical strength, flexibility and good posture.

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