So I went to a wedding last week. I bought a new dress, bright and floral, I thought I looked pretty good. Photos back today. I look like a roll of carpet. A huge, floral, shapeless blob.
I'm going on holiday in 96 days and don't want yet another holiday where I avoid the camera. So I'm being good. This is day three of my 96-day countdown. I'm doing Exante because I've got loads of sachets in the cupboard already from when I made the same failed plan last year. Also had a couple of Cambridge sachets which I've used up for the last three days (because they taste so much better than Exante) but the last one is gone so it's Exante only. Think I've got just about enough sachets to last until holiday.
This has got to be it. I've put my life on hold for decades because I've always been too fat. I want to start enjoying life - not cancelling nights out with friends because, yet again, I find I can't fit into anything in my wardrobe.
I'm pleased to get to day 3 - 2lbs off and I've already gone from 'morbidly obese' to just 'obese'. I don't want to die young for the sake of a cream bun or jam doughnut - no food is worth that.