Monday, 25 August 2014

Ten Months of Silence

Well, nearly ten months.  Anyway, that was a long gap.

This morning, for some unaccountable reason, I find myself wanting to write again, and so here I am once more - probably with no readers whatsoever. Never mind, I tell myself.  This piece may turn out to be a little disjointed, as undoubtedly I am not yet back into the flow of things again.  Never mind about that either, let's just see how it goes.

Now - life in general, and knitting.

The knitting has been going very well.  I've recently completed a blanket knitted in squares and pieced together - seventeen different colours of Rowan's Pure Wool Worsted, and eight different patterns for the squares.  It is single bed sized, and was great fun to knit.


The pattern was released in instalments as a MKAL (Mystery Knit-A-Long, for the uninitiated) and I am afraid that I did not jump in at the beginning as one is supposed to do, but waited until all the pattern was released so that I could see what I was letting myself in for.  Other people were already posting pictures of their completed blankets when I was ordering my wool, so I was very much behind everybody else with this.

The pattern is free from the Rowan website, if you should happen to be interested.

Knitting this blanket has completed derailed my planned summer knitting, of course.  So now summer is coming to an end, and I have nothing else finished at all, so I shall turn to life in general as a topic.

August Bank Holiday and it is pouring with rain - if I were being cynical, I could say that this is only what one would expect.

But in truth, we have had a lovely summer this year, June and July have been just wonderful. We've had quite a lot of time on the boat and I for one have become noticeably stronger and fitter.  All those locks, you know.  They can be hard work, and this year I determined that I was not going to be defeated by any of them.

The result of all this determined lockwinding (and walking between locks) is that I have not actually lost any more weight, but my clothes definitely don't fit in the same way.  I think that this is because I have lost some fat and gained some muscle - very probably a good thing.  We do have scales that measure fat percentage.  Perhaps I ought to pay some attention to what they say in that regard - I have always been so far beyond the norm that the reading has just been too appalling to contemplate.

It crosses my mind that I shall have to do some finding out - what should one's fat percentage be? I have a general idea, but one needs specifics here. It has to be related to age, and whether one is male or female.  I am sure that I used to know my target, but nowadays one forgets these things if they are not revisited at intervals.

I do know about BMI, that it has certain limitations, however it can still be useful. The British Heart Foundation has a nice accessible chart - here - and a BMI calculator here.  These tell me very clearly that I still need to lose some more weight, but not a lot - just a few more pounds, and then I shall be in the green zone of the chart, and will no longer be classed as overweight.  So perhaps - just perhaps - I can start thinking about fat percentages, and fitness levels, and things of that ilk.   I shall go and ask Mr Google about fat percentage, stand on my scales, and - no, I can't quite believe it.   Very probably I shall be horrified and not wish to repeat the experiment for quite a while.

More regarding this anon, possibly.