Grover
Full Member
Hi there!
This blogging malarkey is entirely new to me, but having found forums and diet diaries absolutely invaluable since starting my Cambridge journey at the end of March, I figured it was probably time I started one of my own. Don't know how it works, don't know how other people find it, not even 100% sure how to post. So I suppose I just have a go and see what happens! You live and learn!
So I made a difficult decision at the end of March. The decision to stop kidding myself about my weight. To stop pretending being the fat one didn't bother me. To stop shopping only on plus size websites and being entirely restricted in terms of style of clothes by my size. To recognise that the reason I had missed out on quite a few dream jobs might, in part, be looking large, unhealthy and liable to disappear on the sick (in spite of not actually having had a sick day in over 3 years).
In other words, to acknowledge the elephant in the room. Said elephant being. .. well, me.
I have no idea how my weight has got quite so out of control. I mean, sure, there's been a fair bit of secret eating. Yes, I've allowed myself to become more and more unfit. And ok, I've been eating my feelings for some time. So... There's actually no mystery at all is there?
So on 31st March I made an appointment with a consultant and was horrified to discover that my weight was considerably more than the "18, 18 and a half" that I'd guessed at. The scales read 19 stone 8 lbs. Revolting!
I had a long conversation with the lovely Donna, stocked up on products and set off home, feeling positive, nervous and energised. The adventure starts here!
Now just over 8 weeks down the line and things are going great. This is simultaneously the easiest and hardest diet I've ever done. I've astonished myself with the strength and determination I've shown, even when faced with two concurrent weeks with 1lb losses in spite of being 100%. I've effortlessly given up drinking. I've found myself breezing through the 3 + litres of water that's recommended. I've even been able to preare all my favourite weaknesses (bacon sandwiches, toast, mashed potatoes) for my husband and sons without feeling the need to eat any myself.
And, most significantly, in 8 weeks I have already shifted 30lbs. I've gone down 2 dress sizes. My cheekbones are back. I've got a new (dream) job, starting September.
Yes, there's a long way to go. About another 7 stones in truth. And I may not always feel this positive and proud.
But I certainly feel as though I've made a blummin good start!
Happy bank holiday to you, lovely people (she says, having no idea if this will ever be read)...
This blogging malarkey is entirely new to me, but having found forums and diet diaries absolutely invaluable since starting my Cambridge journey at the end of March, I figured it was probably time I started one of my own. Don't know how it works, don't know how other people find it, not even 100% sure how to post. So I suppose I just have a go and see what happens! You live and learn!
So I made a difficult decision at the end of March. The decision to stop kidding myself about my weight. To stop pretending being the fat one didn't bother me. To stop shopping only on plus size websites and being entirely restricted in terms of style of clothes by my size. To recognise that the reason I had missed out on quite a few dream jobs might, in part, be looking large, unhealthy and liable to disappear on the sick (in spite of not actually having had a sick day in over 3 years).
In other words, to acknowledge the elephant in the room. Said elephant being. .. well, me.
I have no idea how my weight has got quite so out of control. I mean, sure, there's been a fair bit of secret eating. Yes, I've allowed myself to become more and more unfit. And ok, I've been eating my feelings for some time. So... There's actually no mystery at all is there?
So on 31st March I made an appointment with a consultant and was horrified to discover that my weight was considerably more than the "18, 18 and a half" that I'd guessed at. The scales read 19 stone 8 lbs. Revolting!
I had a long conversation with the lovely Donna, stocked up on products and set off home, feeling positive, nervous and energised. The adventure starts here!
Now just over 8 weeks down the line and things are going great. This is simultaneously the easiest and hardest diet I've ever done. I've astonished myself with the strength and determination I've shown, even when faced with two concurrent weeks with 1lb losses in spite of being 100%. I've effortlessly given up drinking. I've found myself breezing through the 3 + litres of water that's recommended. I've even been able to preare all my favourite weaknesses (bacon sandwiches, toast, mashed potatoes) for my husband and sons without feeling the need to eat any myself.
And, most significantly, in 8 weeks I have already shifted 30lbs. I've gone down 2 dress sizes. My cheekbones are back. I've got a new (dream) job, starting September.
Yes, there's a long way to go. About another 7 stones in truth. And I may not always feel this positive and proud.
But I certainly feel as though I've made a blummin good start!
Happy bank holiday to you, lovely people (she says, having no idea if this will ever be read)...