Happy New Year 2024

Ambitions 2023 realised (hopefully)

Another year (almost) completed and huge encouragement from the little chaps (neighbors young boys) who just welcomed me as I got out of the car.  “Hi, Hev, Happy New Year!  And what a year it’s been – a few challenges and a few more triumphs.  2023 ambitions secured and unexpected events weathered.  And here I am and ready to tell the tales of success.

Resolutions are not my thing (as you know) although ambitions are my reality.  It’s all about dancing on a table somewhere next year in October.  Yes, that remains my 2024 focus, although acknowledging my “bite sized chunks” approach, whatever I achieve in the meantime is to be celebrated in style, right?

I’ve mentioned previously that I am not qualified to give nutrition advice and I’d like to emphasize that I am not experienced in either nutrition or related eating disorders.  All of this noted, I can acknowledge that today, despite a five stones plus weight loss, I saw a chubby person in the mirror.  Momentarily, I discarded the excitement of new clothes and reduced sizing, and only acknowledged the overweight person in front of me and that sneaky glass of wine.  And how ridiculous was that?

Today for a while there was no acknowledgement of the achievement, only the deficit.  Old bras (far too big) discarded, and a new love of greens transcended by a desire to lose weight quickly, and my own impatience.  Well, to be honest, I’ve always loved greens although I’m sure you’ll get my point.  In short, I’m doing brilliantly yet my love of pasta and potatoes plagues me every single day.

A couple of hours later and adulation of the new M&S supermarket salad and vegetable aisles, I am dreaming of a healthy New Year and acknowledgement that I can and will achieve my 2023 two-year ambition.  And now for my 2024 predictions.

The Masked Singer will continue despite Dionne Warwick (aged 83) being eliminated (a complete lack of taste and style from the audience in my view), I will dance on a table (or multiple tables) with my friends and family in October 2024.  I may need to seek out a magnificent carpenter (table reinforcement) depending on how many of you are up for joining me, although I am confident that my new bras will hold up.

Swimming every day – the Spa beckons.  Knees … to be continued.

Remember you are the owner of your ambitions, so dream big and realise all your dreams in 2024.  Fancy a cuppa and a chat, Let’s Talk