So this weekend I went on a houseboat with five other people (all female). It was a bit of a random bunch where no single person knew all of the others and I only knew one other person on there.
The experience forced me to step outside my comfort zone in so many ways and I have to say, I don’t regret any of them.
Here’s a list:
🚤 Driving a boat (didn’t do it for long but did have to navigate between buoys etc)
🚤 Wearing swimmers (even just finding some to buy was a timely process)
🚤 Talking to strangers (now friends) about my weight-loss. The key thing for this was that they commented that they only know me as me now. They have no clue what I was like 50kgs heavier. That really made me sit back and think (in a good way). I’m not the same person that I was 12 months ago and nobody that I meet now has to know anything about that person. It’s not about shame for who I was but pride in who I am now
🚤 Walking down the tight corridor of the houseboat and not having to turn sideways
🚤 Wearing a sarong – in about five different ways
🚤 Wearing shorts
🚤 Running a bit of a boxing session & having the others suggest I would make a good personal trainer
🚤 Having people eat chocolate right in front of me and not being tempted. Not even a little bit
🚤 Happily being photographed (even in the water)
🚤 Singing the first few verses of Hallelujah on the boat deck (accompanied by sparklers)
I am unbelievably grateful to my friend that asked (convinced?!?!) me to go on this weekend. It has made me so aware of so many things about myself.
As well as that, I met and spent time with some really lovely people and had some pretty wicked adventures too (high speed houseboat chase anyone?)