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…

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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.

Sofa Surfing

I went out last night and a bit late on parade this morning so the least said about that the better….. 😉

Today I shall be mostly surfing my sofa.

This weekend I shall return with all of my vital statistics to tell you all about my losses for the month.

Nothing much else to say apart from I went to the gym yesterday and smashed it once again.

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Now that one got Lazyitis. And that one go it alone…..*

Well yesterday was a complete bust.

Sofa surfing was how I spent it.

Or should I say wasted it.

Yesterday was no Gym and my “one of my longer jaunts” walk had to be cancelled due to ill heath brought on by having a little too much fun at the weekend if you get my meaning ☺️☺️☺️. So instead of being active to give you guys reports of walks and screenshots of calories consumed etc, I spent the day laying on the sofa in complete dismay with myself and if I am honest feeling rather embarrassed after all I said to you guys about the month of July being one of change where no alcohol would be consumed and I would steer clear of any other unhealthy vice along the way.

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A Static Sunday

Well yesterday was a bit of a bust.

I had planned to do so much but when it came to it I was pretty much static all day long.

I woke with such a pain in my lower back, I could barely walk and this carried on for the rest of the day. It made my trip to the gym a bit of a waste, not completely pointless, but not as rewarding as I would have liked. Obviously all my fault and Steffi remained as blameless as anyone could. She was attentive and professional throughout and regardless of my back issues was positive going forward.

She sat patiently with me and asked me question after question as I fidgeted in my seat trying to get comfortable. We discussed my goal settings, we discussed my diet and we discussed what best way to use the membership. I was weighed (132.9 kg on the Gym scale with clothes on so I shall use this as my reference for a weekly weigh in) took my blood pressure (115 over 77 so text-book) and measured the peak flow of my lungs (about 520 Litres/Minute)

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