Friday, 29 September 2017

Don't feed the gremlins




So I decided to go back to basics - that's pictures of me in my knickers! This is it. This is me. All of me. This is why I'm desperate to lose weight. Though you have to admit it's not that bad? It could be so much worse, I'm sure it could. Better not get worse for me though. Today it stops!!

Weight today : 15st 2lb

So lost 5lb this week. Not sure it counts when it's holiday pounds because I'm sure they are not real pounds. Temporary cocktail pounds ha ha ha. Anyway pretty much back to normal (my weight that is. Nothing normal about me).




Well at least one person wasn't impressed with my holiday weight gain - I got told off. And no, it wasn't my husband! Oh man he tells me off all the time. Like water off a ducks back. He says I'm the naughtiest of the kids... And it's probably true. I am really naughty (and not in a good way, so he says). No I got told off by my mum. I'm 48 years old and my mum told me off. And you know what? It was that kind when it's "I'm not angry I'm just disappointed". It's the worst. Who wants to disappoint their mum?? So mum this weight loss is for you.

I do feel a bit obsessed with my weight. A few weeks ago a friend pointed out that it was even on my car registration! I got a private reg for my 40th, which is W8 GBW - my initials. But it's almost a palindrome W8GBW or WBG8W. You see? Clever? So anyway. W8 ha ha ha. Obsessed.

I think I'm ready to go back to slimming world. I've been told (daughter) that I must be a size 14 by Christmas. That's a big ask but I've so got to start. Has no one developed the magic slimming pill yet? I'm so lazy. The thought of losing at least 5 stones makes my blood run cold. Sometimes the thought is so scary it makes me eat! Mainly chocolate. Mostly Fry's chocolate creme. Or Crunchies. Or both!

I've put a note on the white board at work. 'Don't feed the gremlins, we're trying to lose weight'. So far so good. Not a cookie or doughnut in sight lol.

My favourite exercise is a cross between a lunge and a crunch. I call it lunch. 

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