Wednesday 26 March 2014

Wednesday Weigh-In - 26 March

I'm starting to feel a bit of a fraud. Over the past few weeks I've not played by the rules of the Wednesday Weigh-In, in that I have neither weighed in, nor have I published the evidence. I'm following suit again today, mostly because I'm afraid of what they will say.

First things first - to those who read last week's entry which I quite deliberately did not widely publicise, things are continuing to sound positive for my niece, so much so that she went home today. Thanks for the comments left on the article.

The major event of the last week for me was the small matter of my first half marathon. This took place at Dorney Rowing Lake on Saturday morning in mixed conditions. The site is very exposed to the elements and gusting winds provided a nasty chill which the spring sunshine struggled to penetrate. I lined up with several hundred other competitors of varying running abilities, relatively near to the back of the field in an effort not to set off too quickly with the elite runners. I've had a habit of doing that in my shorter races and paid for it as a result.

Now, something that most training plans tell you to do in the week leading up to a big event is to rest up. I went out for a fairly leisurely final run the weekend before with my wife reminding me that I needed to take it easy, so as to avoid injury. A few kilometres into that run, and I did something to my knee. When I planted my foot, I felt my knee move slightly to the side as I put my weight onto it. It wasn't hugely painful but definitely uncomfortable. I walked home, did a lot of stretching and rested up for the week.

After starting the half marathon gingerly, not sure exactly how the knee would hold up, it started tightening up at the 2km marker. This was hardly the ideal scenario. I'd never run the full distance before and there I was trying to do so with an impairment. In other circumstances I may have decided to withdraw from the event rather than risk further injury, but this was not a day where I was about to quit. I'd invested too many hours training during the winter months to let this race pass me by. Not to mention all the generous sponsorship being raised for Shine through my participation. Discomfort or not, I was finishing this race.

The course spanned several laps of the Dorney Lake facility. By the end of the slightly longer first lap, I was feeling pretty fresh and was confident that I'd go the distance. At the end of the second lap, a brief lashing of hailstones hit the site and all the competitors on it. Towards the end of the third lap, when reaching the 15k marker, I was really starting to struggle and I was forced to stop temporarily to try to stretch my knee, before carrying on. I still had just under 4 miles left to go but my determination was unwavering. The race would be completed.

My final lap was a great source of frustration. I could barely flex my knee, which makes running pretty darn impossible. I was reduced to a mixture of fast walking, straight leg jogging and hobbling to finish the course. It slowed me down quite a lot and meant my pre-run ambitions for running inside 1hr 55 minutes were cast aside. It was all about finishing and nothing else. As I reached the finishing area, I was chuffed to see some past and present colleagues on hand to cheer me over the finish line, and my wife there to congratulate. My chip time came back as 2 hours 1 minute 25 seconds. All things considered, I was very pleased with that.

Footage from the race can be seen on this link, which also breaks down my splits for the laps. You'll notice just how much slower the last lap was compared to Lap 2 and 3. You're looking for the bloke in the bright yellow vest

Footage of entrant 242 at the Dorney Lake Half Marathon

At the finish line, complete with medal
A few days later and I'm still hobbling somewhat on the knee. Running is very much on the backburner for the timebeing and I've made some inquiries regarding physio if necessary. I certainly don't recommend running on an injured knee and hope that having done so on this occasion I've not caused myself too much damage.

At risk of sounding like I'm giving a flowery and emotional acceptance speech at the Oscars, I want to publicly thank all of the very kind and generous people who sponsored my run. Most people who raise money for a charity usually do so because of a personal connection and my involvement with Shine is no different. They are not particularly well known but for the people who need to access them for support and information, often at very difficult times, they are priceless. You will probably have seen your social media timelines filled with No Makeup Selfies in recent days, in which people have raised money for charity. In a 24 hour period this raised Cancer Research over £1million. Shine by contrast received donations in the same period of £300. Quite a difference. With that in mind the £875 raised so far on my JustGiving page combined with £200 in Gift Aid, will be a welcome addition to the Shine coffers. Thank you for supporting me, and by extension supporting Shine.

I also need to say a big thank you to my lovely family. My wife for putting up with me running on Saturday mornings since the summer, and abandoning her to run around the block during winter evenings. My eldest son for being very proud of his daddy, and for taking my medal into school on Monday so that he could show it off to his teacher and classmates. Thanks also to my little boy, who introduced me to the condition that is Spina Bifida, made me aware of Shine, and provides a continuous source of inspiration for everything I do. A few less sleep interrupted nights would be welcome mind! I apologise in advance to the three of you when I inevitably get grumpy at the lack of running in the next few weeks while my knee hopefully heals.

I was eating lots in the build up to the half marathon and I've not stopped since. I imagine the scales reflect this and I will get back to good ways in the very near future. I may have to dust off the cross-trainer to enable me to get some low-resistance training seeing as running is off the agenda. I'm not overly fussed about temporary gain but I've no plan for letting the good work of the last 15 months go to waste. A few more days of slobbing it are allowed and then I'll assess the damage



Wednesday 19 March 2014

Wednesday Weigh-In - 19 March

The blog has been uncharacteristically quiet of late. Last week was the first missed weigh-in for some time. That was planned, knowing that I was going to spend most of the day in hospitals or playing taxi to get to appointments with the little one. While I sneaked a look at the scales before we set off for his MRI, I never really planned to blog because it was going to be a very long day. So it proved to be.

The appointments themselves were fine, though with the MRI delayed by almost 2 hours (yes, I know, try explaining to a 13 month old why you are continuing to starve him), our leisurely transfer from one hospital to another turned into a mad scramble across the city to arrive in time. Throw in some heavy traffic as I tried in vain to get home in time to pick up big brother from his after school club and it is safe to say it was a pretty draining experience. When my wife suggested going for a carvery, the only answer was yes.

However, as brain sapping a day of hospital appointments can be, what followed next made any annoyance at the long day feel completely trivial. I knew that my month old niece was very poorly and had been admitted to hospital, and she was very much in my thoughts and prayers. My wife received a call from her brother saying that she needed to come now, with the doctors offering very little hope. The little girl was receiving treatment for meningitis and the outlook was grim, I won't go into further detail as it is not my place to do so, but it is safe to say we all feared the worst.

And so with that in the background, any thoughts about watching what I was eating pushed well down the priority list. There are many more important things in life than worrying about calories or how the scales will look on a Wednesday morning. It certainly didn't feel right to be writing about such things in the circumstances and so in the short term I benched the blog.

Thankfully a lot of prayers appear to have been answered. From the brink of despair in the middle of last week, that little girl has been proving the doctors wrong. Things are looking more positive and while there are still questions yet to be answered, it is incredible what difference a few days can make. If you're so inclined, a little prayer still won't go amiss.

Back to me then, and there is no weigh-in to report this week. I've not been dieting and it is not so much a question of worrying what the scales may say as much as not caring. There are plenty more Wednesday's in 2014 which I'll be reporting on, so consider this a brief hiatus rather than an extended break. I've the small matter of the half marathon on Saturday morning and my next post will likely follow that. I've more than 700 good reasons to be cheerful thanks to my wonderful sponsors and their support and generosity will spur me on to the finish line.

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Monday 10 March 2014

The Award Winning GKT

On Friday I attended my industry awards event, called the National Undergraduate Employability Awards. I was a finalist in the category for Outstanding Contribution to Work Experience, and having missed out in the previous two years it was a question of third time lucky. I picked up my award from Sahar Hashemi, co founder of Coffee Republic, and was also presented with a personalised bib for my little boy which reads 'When I Grow Up I Want To Do A Placement'. Having experienced more than a few setbacks in my career in recent years, it feels fantastic to receive some recognition.
Now, given that this is a dieting and weightloss blog, I'll skip further talk about the work side of Friday. I've got another blog for that should anybody be so inclined. Instead I want to talk about the suit. Back in January, I bought myself a new suit specifically with the Awards in mind. Having slimmed down last year I knew that my existing ones would be a little on the large side and so I invested during the sales.

I opted for a skinny fit mid grey suit, and I'd be lying if I said I was totally confident about wearing it. Having spent so many years plumping for an additional X on the label of my clothes to provide more give, the concept of figure hugging attire is a little alien to me. I've come to accept I can get away with slim fit shirts, but this was taking things to another level.

I'm still haunted by an experience of my suit trousers splitting down the bum on my way to present at a conference years ago. I had that in my mind for most of my journey into London, causing me to stand on the train and tube when seats were available. There were feelings of dread as I approached the venue in case something similar happened again. The trousers were predictably tight given their design, and I was highly conscious that one wrong movement could result in embarrassment. My calf muscles in particular felt restricted, having grown in recent months through running.

I needn't have worried in the end. The suit held firm and without wishing to sound hugely egotistical, I looked fantastic. Through the afternoon I had people showering me in compliments, many of whom would not have been aware about this blog but have met me at previous awards or in the line of work and could see the difference. The picture below shows the moment where I'm collecting my award. By way of comparison, the picture underneath is from the 2012 awards

Winner 2014 - complete with bib
Highly Commended 2012 - T-Shirt & Champers
Just for good measure to illustrate how far I've come, here is a picture taken at a wedding reception back in 2004.
Wearing my sumo fat suit
I'm not sure I'll ever fully believe that I'm slim. However, taking the occasional stroll down memory lane by looking at photos in my early to mid 20s serve up a very graphic representation of what I'm not. I'm no longer the guy who struggles to find clothes that fit, who breaks toilet seats or splits their trousers. Winning an award feels good. Winning an award whilst looking great feels even better.



Wednesday 5 March 2014

Wednesday Weigh-In - 5 March

Another quiet week for the blog, though this time due to circumstance rather than grand design. The little man was poorly at the end of last week and the earlier part of the weekend meaning I spent a lot of time with him and not a lot with the laptop. Rightly so.

Having had a big loss last week, spending time with an unwell munchkin did not bode particularly well for the waistline. The day and a half I took off work to care for him gave me a green light to feast and I didn't really hold back. Fortunately I gave myself some additional wriggle room last Wednesday night by running for just under 10 miles, my longest training session yet, which helped clear the way for medicinal toast and crisps. With a couple of shorter runs thrown in on Sunday morning and Tuesday night, and more controlled eating since the weekend, I struck a reasonable balance.

The net result of the last 7 days is a 1lb loss taking me down to 13st 12lbs.



I'll sound like a broken record, but this again is the lightest I've been. I see the irony in that being the case as my chair at work starting to disintegrate under my weight this week. It used to support me when I was 10 stone heavier, but the fabric started to pull apart on Monday and I could feel myself sinking into it. When I was a bigger man I used to break things with regularity, particularly toilet seats and wooden furniture (I was the nemesis of Ikea futons). It brought a wry smile to think that in my current size, my chair should start to give up the ghost.

I've got my industry awards to look forward to on Friday. To leave with the award for my category would be nice, though I'm already salivating at the thought of the Bento Box buffet and a couple of celebratory/commiseration drinks. Follow #NUEAwards on Friday from 2pm if you want to see how I get on.





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