My health has been quite good, in fact, and I managed to regain all the weight I lost while ill and then some. I got up to 54 kilograms (approximately 119 pounds), which was a new high for me. I've trimmed a bit off in recent weeks, but I'm still at or above 50 kilograms.
In addition to successfully regaining my weight, I've also taken up running again. I spent nine weeks on the Couch to 5k program, which I found to be incredibly enjoyable. Even better were the Couch to 5k podcasts posted on the NHS website. The aim of Couch to 5k is to get people who do not run running for 30 minutes at a time in nine weeks. Weeks 1 through 6 have participants running for a few minutes with walking breaks between. So week 1 for example is one minute running, one minute walking eight times, and progresses to 90 seconds running, two minutes walking in week two and so on. It felt like quite an accomplishment to get to 30 minutes of non-stop running at the end. Unfortunately, I had a bit of a set-back a few weeks after completing the program consisting of knee and ankle pain. I figured this might have resulted from over-training, so I decided to pick up Couch to 5k from week 5, and go from there. Additionally, I received a heart rate monitor for my birthday, so I am using that to ensure I do not over-train. My pace has been almost painfully slow since using the heart rate monitor, but it does ensure that my workouts are not overly strenuous, and has been a good indicator of effort.
Besides trying to lead a healthier existence, my boyfriend and I have been busy planning for our wedding in April. A few things I've learned so far:
- Weddings are expensive (though we realised this earlier)
- Three months is not much time to plan a wedding
- In an ideal world, you need more than three months to properly order a wedding dress
I had a few mini panic attacks after talking to friends who got married in the past few years, realising three months was not much time to get things done. But as I've managed to cross a few of the bigger things off my to-do list (venue, dress, etc.), I've calmed down considerably and find myself more relaxed. Don't get me wrong, we still have plenty to sort out, but we'll get there soon.
I've decided with the new year that a name change for my blog was in order. People mention on a regular basis that I'm sounding more British in terms of terminology and accent (mostly according to people who are not British), and I find myself moaning about everyday things as much as the locals. I've gotten used to rainy days, and dare I say this place is starting to feel a bit more like home. Of course, none of this changes the fact that I want to move back to California some day, but for now, I'm going to roll with the punches and see where this takes me.