Blog Posts - Determination



One Whole Week

When I stepped aboard the Shitbird Scale last week and the number forced me to acknowledge exactly how rebellious I’d allowed myself to become, I took it on the chin. As the week went on, I resisted the temptation to check in every day, so betw...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Dec 19, 2016

Nothing Happened Here

So I’ve got to be honest, waking up with the rocky road spoon in my bed made me laugh out loud, but it also served as a reminder of the way things used to be with me. And along with the spoon came not a small amount of regret for allowing mysel...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Sep 2, 2016

Getting All Reflective On Your Ass

Can you remember what you were doing exactly one year ago today..? I can. It was a Monday – of course it was – and more than that it was the first Monday after my holiday. It was the Monday I started my diet. It’s been a year folks...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Aug 17, 2016

Four Women, One Mountain, And A Wayward Dog

Saturday was an enormous day…I conquered my very first mountain. I use the word mountain in its loosest sense you understand, since technically Pen Y Ghent is a peak, but to me it looked like a mountain, so that’s what I’m calling i...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Aug 15, 2016

Me And My Big Mouth

So I reached Thursday this week without having visited the Kingdom of Pain since the weekend. It wasn’t by choice, I promise, I’ve just had a crazy work schedule this week. I don’t go on Mondays because God of Pain has a stand-in (e...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Aug 12, 2016

Cruising Skinny-Girl Style…

It suddenly occurred to me just before the weekend that I’ve got a holiday coming up in a couple of weeks…I’ve been so preoccupied with the trek, and everything related to it like my fitness classes and all the walking, that whilst...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Aug 8, 2016

A New Found Respect

I had such a good day yesterday…I can say with a degree of certainty that any residual pain  would barely qualify as a stiff neck, and even my legs worked okay…pity I couldn’t make the same claim on Monday, holy crap I was stiff af...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Aug 3, 2016

From Zero To Hero

Oh my days it’s good to be here. I missed you guys! It’s been the strangest and longest week, this forced hiatus from our regular chats, but genuinely I was in such a lot of pain last weekend that I didn’t need telling twice to foll...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Aug 1, 2016

A Hall Pass? No Thanks…

Well, I guess this is what you’d call another bump in the road. I had awesome plans to walk on Saturday with one of my best buddies who’d figured out a great route down in the Derbyshire Peak District. A precious walk, you know? The sort...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Jul 25, 2016

Picking Over The Bones

I’m feeling more sure-footed as the week goes on, and this is day three of being back to normal and in control of my food budget. The whole episode last week has had quite a profound effect on me, in the way that I imagine a near-death experien...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Jul 19, 2016

A Marathon, Not A Sprint

I was speaking to a lady last night in passing who was bemoaning the fact that she’s put weight on recently. She’s starting a diet on Monday  🙂 so she can get in shape for her holiday in September, although she doesn’t have a...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Jun 28, 2016

The Hunger

  It’s all in the Hunger. You have to want it. You have to see the light peering through each and every crack and with hammer and pick axe you have to hammer away at those cracks with everything you’ve got, every moment and opportunity y...

Her Fortress of Solitude

Plagued by daily thoughts Of disorganized whimsy She’s forced to relegate to a chair That’s tattered and flimsy   Shoved into her hand Is a warm cup of black tea In the other hand a pen And a notebook on … Continue reading →...
by Putting My Feet in the Dirt on Apr 29, 2016

Her Fortress of Solitude

Plagued by daily thoughts Of disorganized whimsy She’s forced to relegate to a chair That’s tattered and flimsy   Shoved into her hand Is a warm cup of black tea In the other hand a pen And a notebook on … Continue reading →...
by Putting My Feet in the Dirt on Apr 29, 2016

A Wise Man Once Said…

…whether you think you can, or think you can’t, you’re right. I think we have Henry Ford to thank for that nugget of wisdom, and it’s one of my favourite ever quotes. I admire its simplicity, and yet it’s really clever. And...
by Break Out The Skinny Girl on Apr 22, 2016

Finding Positivity

  The scene is pictured All in black and white As a sweet young boy Attempts to fly his kite   Looking around Nobody else seems to be there It looks as if he’s all alone Without anyone to care … Continue reading →...
by Putting My Feet in the Dirt on Apr 15, 2016

Finding Positivity

  The scene is pictured All in black and white As a sweet young boy Attempts to fly his kite   Looking around Nobody else seems to be there It looks as if he’s all alone Without anyone to care … Continue reading →...
by Putting My Feet in the Dirt on Apr 15, 2016

Get it done.

Well as of tomorrow we will have been here for 3 Wednesday. Not too much is happening, we are just living life, enjoying the weather and trying to get back to 'normal' but in the mean time... sometimes I need a little kick in the pants... sometimes I...
by LostBumblebee on Apr 12, 2016

Betrayed – Part 1

  An ominous sky overshadowed her petite pale frame, as auburn strands of salty wet tresses held fast to her cold wet skin.  Her thin white cotton dress clung to her body and revealed her emaciated figure.  She sat motionless … Continue...
by Putting My Feet in the Dirt on Mar 30, 2016

Betrayed – Part 1

  An ominous sky overshadowed her petite pale frame, as auburn strands of salty wet tresses held fast to her cold wet skin.  Her thin white cotton dress clung to her body and revealed her emaciated figure.  She sat motionless … Continue...
by Putting My Feet in the Dirt on Mar 30, 2016


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