Tubthumping It Is

I get knocked, down but I get up again
You’re never gonna keep me down

I went to the hairdressers the other day. Obviously I was going there to dye my hair blonde. I say obviously somewhat sarcastically because I sit here typing this with hair so red fire engines pale in comparison.

It has been a long while since I could fit in the chairs at my local salon but the girls are great and I sit on a stool instead it’s not the most comfortable thing but being a big girl lets be honest I can’t quite remember what comfortably truly feels like and the stool gets the job done.

So there I am in the hairdressers and I look at the chairs and I think hmmmm it’s been a long time since I tried…..and so I sit and I fit….tightly if it was just a haircut I would be ok but given the amount of time it takes to dye my hair I thought for this last time the stool it is.

The stool comes over and it’s a new stool shiny and pretty and completely slippery nobody warns me. I sit down… the wheels spin and slide and the next thing it’s gone I’m on my back and I’ve pulled the portable mirror divide thing down with me (thank god it didn’t break- 7 years bad luck).

There I was on the ground trying to desperately get up as fast as possible whilst simultaneously feeling as huge and as tiny as can be. My face flushed as red as the hair dye on my scalp. I feel the bad thoughts sneak in yet again. “Stupid fat Rach, too fat for a chair, on your fat arse”. I felt beyond humiliated. The tears prick my eyes and then something inside me wakes up. “Screw this”. Truth is I’ve always been clumsy I spent a lot of time on my arse from falling over even when I was slim. So no pity parties now.

I got up dusted myself off and managed to relax just in time for the best head massage ever. Crappy things are always going to happen whether you’re fat or not and at the end of the day that’s not the important part. The important part is how we deal with it after it’s happened. I refuse to let one stool ruin my whole day. Particularly on a day when I got such a BOLD hair colour.

This boldness led me through the weekend, I went to the wedding of a close friend and for the first time in 3 years I wore a knee length dress in public without leggings or pants under it. It took me 30 minutes to get comfortable and then….I was good I felt comfortable and happy and attractive even.

putting a little fire into it

putting a little fire into it

the hubby and I all fancied up

the hubby and I all fancied up

me in my full length picture glory....be kind I used to be bigger :(

me in my full length picture glory….be kind I used to be bigger 😦

oops I fell over

oops I fell over

24 kilos down….50 kilos to go  (I know I said 50 to go when I had lost 15 as well lol ). I can get there….I will get there….. just you wait and see cause…….

I get knocked, down but I get up again
You’re never gonna keep me down

Linking up with the lovely Jess because I Blog On Tuesdays

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26 thoughts on “Tubthumping It Is

  1. If it’s any consolation, I do things like that all the time. In my case, Dr Google calls it uncoordinationlessness. Glad you didn’t let it spoil the head massage. I would go to the hairdresser every day if I could (afford it). Love that hair wash and massage!

  2. I love this post!! I am feeling an enormous amount of pride for you … which is weird because I don’t really know you. Well done on the weight loss to date … and well done on getting back up again. It’s not the falling down that matters (we all do it) it’s how long you stay down that makes the difference.
    Happy Tuesday!
    Leanne @ Deep Fried Fruit

  3. Wow 24kg is fantastic effort! !!! I am totally uncordinated too, don’t worry, I am always tripping over! I once got asked to leave a pub because I fell off the stool, they thought I was drunk but I had just started my second glass of wine!!! Love the new colour!

  4. Oh I’m pleased it’s not just me who does this sort of thing, I’m forever tripping, stumbling and clutching at random strangers to try and save myself from hitting the dirt. Congratulations on 24 kilos – that is fantastic!

  5. You’re rocking the red Rach – and I’m also super unco, I don’t think size has anything to do with it, I tend to trip over fresh air, as does my middle boy. I’m so happy that you were kind to yourself when you fell, and I got my hair done on weekend and the best part IS the head massage! xx

  6. Goodness.. Hearing that inner monologue you had berating yourself made me really sad.. I’m so glad you didn’t let that little voice ruin your day because you are a gorgeous person!
    It is so true! It could and definitely does happen to everyone!!
    24kg! That is such a huge accomplishment! Congratulations!!
    Visting from #IBOT
    P.S. You are rocking that knee length dress! Hope you had an amazing time at your friends wedding

  7. Oh I cringed when I read this because it is exactly something I would do as well, and I felt so bad for you! Why do we have to be coordination challenged? 🙂
    Love the hair colour, love the dress, and as always, love you too xxx

  8. I love red hair. I got mine done last week too for a wedding on Saturday. Can I also say that being tall and pregnant makes me heaps clumsy too. Such an honest and positive post Rach. Seriously I love your attitude. x

  9. 24kilos is awesome! You had such a great response to falling off the stool. I hope your back is ok though?

    I love the hair too! I am heading away for my birthday on the weekend and my bestie is paying to get my hair and make up done. I am pretty excited about it, though I am not sure what I am going to get done.

  10. Love the spunky new hair. I have a problem with my coordination, too. I just love how you dealt with it – I put myself in your position and can only imagine running out from pure embarrassment, so to dust yourself off and then enjoy your appointment rocks!

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