allyrobs35
Member
Hi. My name is Sal. I'm 36 years old and I feel like a mum.
I mean....I am a mum, but now I feel like a frumpy old embarrassing mum. This might be something to do with the three teenage boys that look at me like I've crawled out of cheese and faint with embarrassment when I sing in the car. But mostly I think it's to do with being about nine stone overweight and never going out.
Last week the only clothes I wore were my work uniform and my pj's. Awesome.
A friend of mine recently lost a lot of weight and not only does she look fabulous, she said to me.....'It's like being 19 again....'. Now, that's something I like the sound of and in the absence of a modified DeLorean and some plutonium 'Exante' seems to be my next best option.
So I'm eagerly anticipating delivery of my box, sipping water and trying not to slap the pate on toast out of my effortlessly thin husbands hand.
I'll keep you posted.
I mean....I am a mum, but now I feel like a frumpy old embarrassing mum. This might be something to do with the three teenage boys that look at me like I've crawled out of cheese and faint with embarrassment when I sing in the car. But mostly I think it's to do with being about nine stone overweight and never going out.
Last week the only clothes I wore were my work uniform and my pj's. Awesome.
A friend of mine recently lost a lot of weight and not only does she look fabulous, she said to me.....'It's like being 19 again....'. Now, that's something I like the sound of and in the absence of a modified DeLorean and some plutonium 'Exante' seems to be my next best option.
So I'm eagerly anticipating delivery of my box, sipping water and trying not to slap the pate on toast out of my effortlessly thin husbands hand.
I'll keep you posted.