I started knitting my first ever pair of socks last night. I’ve only got the foot and toes to go. I’ve done the hard bits like working out how to knit round instead of flat and doing the heel.
At first I was freaking out, looking at this pattern with all the weird abbreviations and things so I rang my mum because she’s the knitting expert and her words of wisdom were – you know how to knit plain and purl, everything else is just a variation on that.
So I started following the pattern, taking it one step at a time and it worked, it made sense and I got something that looks very sock-like.
I started thinking how weight loss is a lot like knitting. You start out with this master plan that freaks you out. It looks like such a mammoth, un-doable plan. But, while you have to keep the big picture in sight, you just have to keep plodding on. Sometimes it feels like drudgery and you might never finish but you just have to push yourself through it, other times it’s easy and magical and you seem to make a helluva lot of progress.
Your methods might be different from someone else’s but if it does the job then it doesn’t matter one bit. You just have to take it stitch by stitch – a regular, consistent effort. Each step linked to the last and prepares for the next.
If you make mistakes, it doesn’t matter. Nothing’s unfixable. The thing isn’t to be perfect but to keep on trying. In the end, you’ll end up with something you’re done on your own that is pretty damn amazing and you just gotta hope it doesn’t sag in the wrong places.