Well ive finally decided to do what a lot of you are doing and keep my own weight loss diary.
The story so far....
I have ALWAYS been overweight. No thats not quite right - there was a short period in my early twentys when I was slim. I found an old photograph the other day of me and my fiance (at the time - didnt marry him - he dumped me CHEEKY B*******) and I looked so good on this picture - really slinky but I can remember that I felt fat even when I wasn't.
Anyway I found true happiness when I met a lovely guy thirteen years ago. Around that time I was overweight but looking back I would do anything to be that size again. Over the years contentment set in.....lots of foreign hols....lots of eating out in fab resteraunts....one pregnancy resulting in our wonderful son.....postanatal depression (awful).....several attemps at weight loss.....all pretty short lived.....failure.....comfort eating......one husband still telling me he loves me and still finds me attractive...and one day I wake up and decide I don't feel happy with me anymore.
So on 9th January 2007 I walked into my local weight watchers class and weighed in. I weighed 15stone 8 lbs.
(Five foot two inches tall).
And so it began. The counting of the points. I remember feeling really down those first few weeks. I think it was the dawning realisation of the huge task ahead and also the disappointment I felt in myself for allowing myself to become that big. Anyway time passed - the points were religiously counted and the weight has started to melt away...
I now weigh 13st 10lb and feel much better. Most of my old clothes no longer fit and I've had to buy loads of new ones (hurrah). Each time I tried something on that was too big it has straight in the charity bag and off to the shop. I am not keeping anything. I will never need size 22 clothes again. This means everything to me now. I have never felt more determined about anything in my life before - but with that raw determination comes a huge fear of failure...
I have been away for a few days at easter (up to the Lake District) and had a lovely time but had three days of not counting points and eating loads of gorgeous food and drinking loads of lovely wine each evening. I really enjoyed it but now feel full of regret as my weight loss has really slowed down the last two weeks (.5lb and then STS) and so the last thing I needed was to go and have a blow out like that. Anyway whats done is done...
I am hoping that starting this diary will keep me back on track and help me acheive the remainder of my weight loss journey.
Do you know what - I feel better already!!
Today could be a challenge. I am having a BBQ first one of the year YEY! - lots of family coming. Normally I would eat and drink all day - but today I am going to do it differently.
I am going to have a good breakfast and prepare my evening meal this morning (prawn & pasta bake) then I am going to enjoy preparing lots of food for everyone else to enjoy (all those lovely salads with loads of mayo). Ply them all with lots of food and drink but I will be happy with my diet coke until I decide to have my lunch (chicken kebabs with LOADS of salad). Looking forward to it....going to have a bet on the national.
Will let you know later if all goes to plan...
The story so far....
I have ALWAYS been overweight. No thats not quite right - there was a short period in my early twentys when I was slim. I found an old photograph the other day of me and my fiance (at the time - didnt marry him - he dumped me CHEEKY B*******) and I looked so good on this picture - really slinky but I can remember that I felt fat even when I wasn't.
Anyway I found true happiness when I met a lovely guy thirteen years ago. Around that time I was overweight but looking back I would do anything to be that size again. Over the years contentment set in.....lots of foreign hols....lots of eating out in fab resteraunts....one pregnancy resulting in our wonderful son.....postanatal depression (awful).....several attemps at weight loss.....all pretty short lived.....failure.....comfort eating......one husband still telling me he loves me and still finds me attractive...and one day I wake up and decide I don't feel happy with me anymore.
So on 9th January 2007 I walked into my local weight watchers class and weighed in. I weighed 15stone 8 lbs.
(Five foot two inches tall).
And so it began. The counting of the points. I remember feeling really down those first few weeks. I think it was the dawning realisation of the huge task ahead and also the disappointment I felt in myself for allowing myself to become that big. Anyway time passed - the points were religiously counted and the weight has started to melt away...
I now weigh 13st 10lb and feel much better. Most of my old clothes no longer fit and I've had to buy loads of new ones (hurrah). Each time I tried something on that was too big it has straight in the charity bag and off to the shop. I am not keeping anything. I will never need size 22 clothes again. This means everything to me now. I have never felt more determined about anything in my life before - but with that raw determination comes a huge fear of failure...
I have been away for a few days at easter (up to the Lake District) and had a lovely time but had three days of not counting points and eating loads of gorgeous food and drinking loads of lovely wine each evening. I really enjoyed it but now feel full of regret as my weight loss has really slowed down the last two weeks (.5lb and then STS) and so the last thing I needed was to go and have a blow out like that. Anyway whats done is done...
I am hoping that starting this diary will keep me back on track and help me acheive the remainder of my weight loss journey.
Do you know what - I feel better already!!
Today could be a challenge. I am having a BBQ first one of the year YEY! - lots of family coming. Normally I would eat and drink all day - but today I am going to do it differently.
I am going to have a good breakfast and prepare my evening meal this morning (prawn & pasta bake) then I am going to enjoy preparing lots of food for everyone else to enjoy (all those lovely salads with loads of mayo). Ply them all with lots of food and drink but I will be happy with my diet coke until I decide to have my lunch (chicken kebabs with LOADS of salad). Looking forward to it....going to have a bet on the national.
Will let you know later if all goes to plan...