For those of you who may not know it, Operation Transformation is a TV programme on RTE. Its aim is to encourage the nation to lose weight, eat healthily and get their a** off the couch and go and do some exercise.
I have been on a diet of some sort since I was 16. I probably have lost my body weight twice over in that length of time. However in the past two years my weight has been gradually creeping up and up. Whereas before this, I would be good for two weeks and do a bit of exercise and the weight would fall off, now those pounds are stuck to me like limpets and there's no shifting them. I have always loved Operation Transformation. They don't just hand you a diet sheet and say "Off you go. Come back in a week". Rather you have the expertise of a dietitian, doctor, fitness instructor and a psychologist. If that can't get me to lose weight, what can?
I applied to the programme about a month ago. I thought all I'd have to do was fill in an application form, do an interview and then they'd decide. Boy was I wrong!
There have been many assessments to fill in, numerous interviews (all filmed) and even a stint in a swimming pool.
Last Thursday I met with the other 19 finalists. I can honestly say that I have never met a nicer group of people. Every single one of them would make an excellent leader. In fact I had chosen my top eight , and I was definite that the 5 leaders were in that group.
Needless to say I did NOT include myself in that group!
You know when they say that when they tell the leader it will be a surprise when they arrive at your doorstep, and you go
Yeah right. That's all staged and the people know already....
well let me tell you, THEY DON'T!
Yes, we were told that the person will be chosen between 9-10am or 3-4.30pm, but that's all. All twenty of us were waiting patiently this morning in our homes or at work, jumping at the slightest sound. Of course there was preparation. My classroom has never looked so organised. I went shopping for a new outfit at the weekend.
Have you any idea how difficult it is to get an outfit that says
Professional- but doesn't scream "Spinster Primary Teacher"
Trendy- but won't have every teacher in the country going "What the hell is she wearing to school? The state of her!".
So off I set for school this morning. I was sick to my stomach. The only way I can describe it is, do you remember as a child how you felt waiting for Santy? One minute I was saying "I think I was good enough?" and in the next minute you remember being naughty so there is no way that Santy is going to appear.
School bell went off and I went about my normal routine, as we were told to do. I help out in the Infant class in the morning, so there I was threading beads in a pattern onto a piece of string. Suddenly the door opened and in came......Kathryn Thomas followed by a camera man and various other people. My heart stopped and the rest is a blur!
I know I had a radio interview with Ray Darcy and Karl Henry. No idea what I said or even if I said anything.
Various scenarios were filmed around the school but again I don't really remember.
I am still in shock as I'm writing this. I now can't wait to find out who my four companions are going to be. Best of luck to all.
Boy, its going to be a crazy few months. Bring it on!