Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about the small things that show real change. Not the big, dramatic moments, but the quiet ones. The ones that sneak up on you when you’re not expecting them.
Today, I went for a walk. Just my usual route, nothing special. But it felt different. Lighter. Calmer. And for the first time in a long time, I realised how far I’ve come. Not just with weight loss, but in how I move through the world.
Coming Back to the Walk
It had been two weeks since I last went for a walk. Life got in the way, and I hadn’t had the energy. But today, I pulled on my shoes and went.
Same path as always. It runs along an old railway line near my home, with two benches along the way. One halfway, one at the end. Those benches have been part of my weight loss journey from the very beginning.
When I first started, I couldn’t make it past the halfway bench. I’d get there and need to stop. My lower back hurt. I’d be sweating, short of breath, and completely done.
Quiet Changes
Over time, as I lost weight, I started going a little further. I’d reach the halfway bench, rest for a bit, then carry on to the end. Coming back, I’d still stop halfway before heading home. Even though I was improving, I still needed those breaks.
But today, something changed.
I walked all the way to the end without needing to stop halfway. I only sat at the final bench for a moment before heading back. No pain in my back.
Just a bit of breathlessness going uphill, but nothing that bothered me. It caught me off guard a little—how different it felt compared to those first walks. The progress was right there in front of me.
Noticing What’s Around Me
What made today even more special was that I actually noticed things.
There were bluebells everywhere. Wild garlic. Blossoms on the trees. Birds calling. I saw a robin. A squirrel darted across the path.
And for once, I wasn’t distracted by how hard it was to move or how uncomfortable I felt. I wasn’t focused on pain or breathing. I had space to look around and enjoy it.
I also listened to music while I walked, something I usually struggle to enjoy because I’m too busy trying to get through the walk itself.
But today, it felt good. I wasn’t rushing. I wasn’t just trying to survive the steps. I was in it. Moving at my own pace, hearing the songs I love, surrounded by all the little signs of spring.
The walk didn’t feel like a challenge. It felt peaceful.
A Quick Update
Since writing The Weight I Carried, I’ve gone from 166.4kg to 161.7kg. That’s over 11kg lost in total since I began at 173kg.
I recently increased my Mounjaro dose to 5mg. I still feel hunger, but the cravings aren’t overwhelming anymore. I can sit with them, let them pass, and not act on them.
My energy levels are better, and I’m sleeping more deeply too. I’ve not had any unwanted side effects, which has made this part of the journey feel more manageable.
Looking Ahead
Next month, I’ve got a day out planned. I’m heading to a nearby city to meet a friend, and I’m really looking forward to it. Last year, I’d have been worrying about whether I’d manage or how much it would take out of me. Now, I feel like I’ll be okay.
That walking route hasn’t changed. The benches are still where they’ve always been. But I’m not the same person I was when I first started.