Anything Else, Feet

Not so Happy Feet.

Today, although without revealing everything (because that’s not pretty), I am going to share something that is unusual about me.

I have extremely heavy feet.

This is 101.4 in kilos. Which is 223.5 pounds. Which is, in ye olde english system of made up numbers from deep and dark history, 15.96 stone. Let’s call that 16. Although I have no idea how many kilos each stone is, if they are all the same and if they are granite or pumice stones. As with most ‘imperial’ measurements, whoever had the biggest armies at the time said “Look, it just is, right?” and butchers all over the land had to adjust how much they were leaning on the scales accordingly.

Anyway, heavy feet, 101.4 kilos of them.

Incidentally, in getting the conversions I learned that 101.4 is also the FM frequency you can find many radio stations on. Flex FM comes at the top of the Google search so, if you like, we could have that as an apposite soundtrack to the post.


Right, where was I? Yep, OK, heavy feet.

Now, this is not the heaviest my feet have been. Pre-stroke they were about 117 kilos – approximately 257.941 pounds or 18.424 stone. (Google goes up to four decimal places but I have dumbed it down slightly)

There is a school of thought – OK, not a school but certainly a profession that is known for having bad handwriting – that think this might have had something to do with my having a stroke. Although I couldn’t read it of course.

Since the stroke, my summer feet are normally much lighter these days. I worked hard to shift some of it so my ‘normal’ reading has been below 85.0kg for some time and, when I have cycled through Europe a couple of times, often dipped below 80.0 kilos. (You can do your own conversions if you want now.)

I accepted a slight increase in their mass during the winter season as howling wind and rain are not conducive to the motivation to get out riding a bike in it for pleasure, so I normally do indoor trainer riding. This can tail off as hibernation for December kicks in. So, as the scales start reading more towards 90.0kg coming up to the New Year, I don’t normally panic because I know it’ll start dropping quite rapidly when I get started again. I call it my winter coat.

A dark and stormy scene to illustrate my points.

Which would all work very well apart from the MS. More relevantly, the depressive ‘fog’ and fatigue issues with it that have been an almost constant companion since about October last year. Which has meant that instead of starting my training again in early February from a finishing ‘winding down’ point in November, I’ve had pretty much five months of unfettered inactivity.

Which results in heavy feet. Which are not happy feet.

So I thought, I’ve got to get going and address this. As soon as I feel able, I must not slide back in to the massively overweight territory that nearly killed me before. And at the moment, I am sliding. Or more like slobbing. And I have to be able to mentally beat the fog that’s caused this again before I’m shrouded in it.

I already have a very low fat and sugar-free diet, so there isn’t much I can do to eat better, it’s already a behavioural habit. The issue is that the diet is about the same as when I’m regularly exercising and I’m currently not exercising. So I could maybe just reduce eating further. Or exercise and eat.

Generally, my MS has meant maybe an interruption of a few days or, rarely, a few weeks off the riding or training now and then, but this has been a particularly hard year for it. Probably harder mentally than I am used to anyway.

So I thought, for some extra accountability, I’d post a picture of my starting point and my massively overweight feet because at the moment, I feel better and I know I can get it down again. And I know how to do it and I’ve done it before. In going public with it, the world (OK, about ten of you) are witness to my efforts and will hopefully add some feeling of extra obligation on my part.

Photo by Nish Neo on

The first step has been taken by getting the trainer bike fettled (olde English word for ‘making glide smoothly and seamlessly like a particularly slippery silkworm’) and doing a gentle session on it yesterday.

I know that it’s not worth looking at my feet again for another month yet, so I’ll set a reminder to show you another picture of them then.

Better insert some sort of ‘light on my feet joke’ here to finish off with…

21 thoughts on “Not so Happy Feet.”

  1. I wish you well with your quest for lighter feet. Are there lower impact activities you could try, along the lines of yoga, pilates and so on? These might not be the best for weight loss, but I just wonder of they might be easier for you to fit in around energy peaks and troughs?

    Interesting that you posted this here and not on the Bear blog. Aside from the quips, it’s otherwise a more sober and personal post than most are here.

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    1. I have difficulty with anything that requires balance or subtle control of my weight and centre of gravity and involving standing. The messages just get scrambled between coordination theoretical central (brain) and coordination actual (leg muscles). So surfing (and related standing up stuff like paddle boarding, windsurfing, kite surfing or skiing) or indeed anything requiring standing freely (I’d love to be doing Tai Chi) = no. Kayaking, swimming, cycling = yes.
      I have a floor exercise routine for core and upper body strength and rely on cycling for the aerobics.
      I love my cycling because, once fit enough, I can get out and about in the fresh air (not in a fossil fuel box) and travel further than I can by walking (walking- about three miles before wobble fatigue gets beyond my control. Cycling – well, 100 miles is the longest ride in one go so far.)

      I think I have done more personal posts on here before but you’re right, it is unusual for me to be sensible here. It’s obviously just today’s mood, I don’t think about it too much generally. Of course, there is some debate as to whether any of it is really by anyone in particular at all and if it’s all fiction from start to finish.

      Also, I don’t know how you manage to pose questions which require so much answering Dan… ๐Ÿ˜‰


      1. That’s amazing that you can cycle so much further than you can walk. Is that down to balance do you think, and requiring less balance on a bike? Or because you’re using your legs in a different way?

        It’s strange having more than one persona. A part of me has always wanted to be an actor (I’ve dabbled in the past, but not really for a sustained period) and just freewheel, be whoever I want to be from moment to moment.

        But on the flipside there have been periods in my life where I have been living something of a dual life and just keeping on top of which part of me is shown to which people just frazzles my brain.

        I’m rubbish with secrets too, I can never remember who’s privvy and who’s not.

        Anyway, to answer your last point I think it’s a combination of natural curiosity and a coaching background based on asking open questions.

        It’s good to talk. : )

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      2. I think most people aren’t aware of exactly how much computational power and sensory information is unconsciously passed between their body and brain, all the time, and particularly with holding what is probably the largest mass of you upright when on your feet.
        When my system does that my brain gets overwhelmed, the buffer fills quicker and the corrective messages to where the weight needs to go and in which muscles need tensing or slackening etc. just do not get there, or are too late arriving to still be correct, mainly due to all the neurons leaking elsewhere in the brain instead of travelling their usual paths. (This is all happening in the unconscious realm and in fractions of a second of course.) Consequently, I fall over because my system is sending corrective messages which are out of date or are routed somewhere else or not at all.
        So cycling (or any other of the sitting down sports you can think of) remove all of that processing headroom for my brain and allows the pure aerobic fitness to work. With my feet clipped in to the pedals and with them only being able go round and round, and my body being supported by my core muscles in a fairly straightforward and unchanging manner, I am free to just pedal.

        I suppose writing (in different personas) is the part of why writing appeals to me (even my nonsense), the acting out is imagined in different characters that you might either write as or about. Being able to inhabit the characters and writing their parts is my substitute for being on the stage.


      1. Have you actually seen the cakes? Or is it another case of โ€œfancy a cake?โ€ โ€œOoh yesโ€ โ€œwell you know where the kitchen is, make me some too while youโ€™re at it…โ€ ๐Ÿ™‚

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      2. It went:
        Me: “I need to lose some weight”
        Mrs B: “Yes you do.”
        One hour later….
        Mrs B: “I’ve made some banana muffins…do you want one with your tea?”
        Me: “But I said I’m trying to lose weight.”
        Mrs B: “I know, but what harm can one cake do… and I’ve made a dozen…”
        Me: ……
        Mrs B: “Be a shame to waste them now I’ve made them….”


  2. Have you tried weighing your feet separately? I had no idea that feet were the culprits. I guess that’s gravity’s fault. Love the stormy photo. I like taking photos into the sun, especially in black and white. Broody and dramatic. ๐Ÿ™‚

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    1. All mass in in your feet. I’ve never seen what the rest of me weighs, it’s always when I put my feet on the scales that the numbers suddenly move up.
      I did try each foot but when I added them together it came to twice as much.
      Nicked the photo off Bear, he’s got loads of photos lying around.

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