Unlike other new year’s, I did not choose a word for the year this year. But, 9 months in to 2014, and I’d have to say if I were to choose a word or phrase for this year, it would be self-discovery and transformation.
2014 has been an amazing journey for me so far and I’m not just talking about my weight loss, although, that is pretty spectacular too. 29kg’s and still going strong, who would have thought it? But my new body is not the only thing that has been transformed this year. My sense of self and my self-belief have trebled this year. Through my lchf journey, I have learned so much about myself. My health has improved 10 fold, my confidence has grown in leaps and bounds and this has had a knock on effect in so many other areas of my life. My work performance is great improved. I’m physically stronger than ever before.
And all of that stems from my year of self-discovery and transformation.
Last week I went to Cape Town for a business trip, which I extended and stayed for a bit of the weekend to catch up with family and friends who I haven’t seen in more than a year. It was an amazing time. I loved the business and enjoyed the time with my family and friends. I stayed at an amazing guest house in Green Point for my first night and visited The Taproom at The Devils Peak Brewery which was so NOT lchf but utterly fabulous, if you enjoy interesting foods and great craft beer I’d highly recommend you pay them a visit. On Friday, once all our business was concluded, my good times really started with a visit to my good friend, Lisa-Marie and then on Saturday time spent with my cousin and her family.
By Saturday evening I was finished. Kaput! Exhausted! And completely over indulged! So after an early dinner with my parents I headed to bed after throwing all my stuff back in my suitcase. Sunday was an early start with a drop off at their airport at 06h45 but once I was all checked in, I enjoyed a quiet coffee before boarding my flight and heading home. I fell asleep before we’d even reached cruising altitude, missed the snack & drinks service completely and only woke up when the captain announced our final descent. I was so deur die kak when we landed from my lovely long snooze that I disembarked and only once I was inside the airport did I realize I’d left my Kindle in the plane. Que a mad dash through the airport and being almost tackled by airport security when I tried to reboard the plane, but so thankful they managed to find my beloved Kindle and return it to me.
So, I’ve digressed and I’m sure you’re wondering what any of that has to do with transformation and self-discovery?
Here’s the thing, since I started struggling with infertility and recurrent pregnancy loss, I repeatedly learned the hideous lesson that the worst case scenario can and does play out in some people’s lives. This knowledge made me fearful and phobic about things “regular” people probably take fore granted… like flying. Every flight I’ve taken in the last few years has involved a herbal or otherwise tranquilizer, severe anxiety and insomnia for at least a week prior to the flight, lots and lots of crying, visions of plummeting to the earth inside a flaming death machine and loud exclamations of “Oh my GOD, we’re going to die” each time I’ve flown and we’ve hit a little bump, you can’t even imagine the white knuckling, screaming and crying that has accompanied the turbulent flights I’ve been on in the last few years.
But through sheer iron will I kept forcing myself into that metal death trap because I believed if I faced my fear repeatedly, not matter how much of a sweaty, snotty mess it made me, I’d eventually get over it.
Well folks! I think we can say I’ve done it! I’ve conquered my fear of flying. I managed these last two flights completely un-medicated, with no tears, no shakes, no sweats and no screaming! And I flew alone home on Sunday, there was no one there to hold my hand, this is something I have point blank refused to do in the last decade. But I did it. Best part of all, I was so relaxed on the flight that I just know, judging by how dry my mouth was, that I was definitely sleeping with my mouth wide open and giving the other passengers around me a great view of my non-existent tonsils!
So yes, 2014 is definitely my year of transformation and self-discovery in so many amazing ways. I am incredibly proud of what I have achieved so far this year!