Tag Archives: feelings

Nov 19th, 2010

Dried leaves in boiling water…

…an exercise in associative blogging. Tea. My Nanna (Dad’s mum), who I remember as teaching me to drink tea – no sugar, a bit of milk, strong and hot. Breathing in the steam from the mug, cupped in cold hands, sitting around a campfire at night. So many glorious camping holidays with my family and […]

Feb 8th, 2009

Food and love (Part 1)

Some time ago Liz posted a piece titled Love You With Food, it ends with these lines: There is a legacy of love and food and cooking in my family. I’m so glad to be part of it and so glad it doesn’t end with me. I wish I could say the same thing about […]

Dec 9th, 2008

I do not like public speaking

It’s not that I’m particularly bad at it, in fact people have been known to tell me I’m quite good at it. Unfortunately my body doesn’t seem to know that. I get incredibly tense, heart racing, can’t focus on things properly, really stressed and all the time I know I’m going to be perfectly fine […]

Aug 28th, 2008

Being everything I can be

I read a post on Nat’s blog this morning that got me thinking. Here’s the bit that gave the old brain cells a prod: …even now, ‘just’ 52 kilos lighter I am much more of a person than I ever was before. This seems so shallow but it reinforces my belief that we categorise ourselves […]

Feb 26th, 2008

Still doing the Weight Watchers thing

It just went a little haywire there for a while. For most of February I’d been feeling really down, overwhelmed by the smallest things, unable to get going on anything much, grouchy, stressed, wanting to spend my days curled up in a corner in denial of reality and generally pretty unpleasant to be with. Then […]

Nov 6th, 2007

Thinking differently & Weigh-in week 12

There’s this thing that happens when every thought you have about food is about restrictions, when there’s a moral overtone to decision making, when all the time the idea of failure is lurking in the back of your mind. It drives you slightly nuts. I was starting to feel like I was fighting with myself […]

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