JessicaPink
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Evening everyone,
I hope you are all well & not feeling too cold (the weather is really starting to get miserable isn't it!)
My name is Jess and I've been on minis for a while - 2 years in February as it goes. I was known on here for a while as "Mrs Lampard" where I lost over 2 and a half stone in 12 weeks taking me down to 140lbs. It was a major achievement for me and I felt amazing. Unfortunately, I then lost my job and the weight gradually crept back on through comfort eating/drinking. This was totally my fault as I should have been stronger.
About a year ago, I left "Mrs Lampard" and was on and off Cambridge like no ones business, losing half a stone at a time and then putting it back on again. In June this year, I returned to minis but I wanted a new 'identity' almost. I felt like a failure if I came back on here and admitted that I had struggled, especially to those who saw me as an 'inspiration'. So I started the diet again weighing 160lbs, where i lost a stone. I then visited my Grandparents for a few days (my nan is a feeder) and gradually went off course.
A couple of weeks ago, weighing in at 158lbs I thought I had decided enough was enough, I came back onto CD and lost 8lbs in a week taking me down to 150lbs. Since then, I've struggled. A week later I'm 152lbs and fretting.
To be honest, I'm exhausted. I'm tired of dieting, but not only that, I'm tired of dieting and failing because I just can't seem to do it. I'm an emotional eater, I use food as my comfort blanket. I'll take chocolate over a cuddle any day which I can admit is totally wrong. I know I do it so why can't I stop?
A couple of weeks ago, my friend's boyfriend died whilst they were travelling the world together. It is horrific and I'm extremely sad for my friend who has lost the love of her life. I suppose she can get some comfort that he died on a trip of a lifetime, with the woman he loved and was living life to the full - he was about to do a skydive when the plane he was on crashed. Things like this absolutely terrify me - to the point where I feel like I'm going mad. I have this real thing with "time" and the fact that I feel like we just don't have enough of it - then things like that happen and it just emphasises that even more. The thought of life suddenly being taken away, and it can happen at any time absolutely petrifies me. (I'm sorry - I don't mean to be morbid! There is a point to me saying this
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Life is too short, and I vow to myself to live my life to the full & to tell my family, friends & fiancé that I love them every single day.
Which brings me to today. Weighing in at 152lbs - I want to change my life. For good this time. I'm scared that it's going to be a repeat of my previous failures and I'm not 100% certain I'm going to succeed but I'm certainly going to try. If I ever have a down moment, I will just think of my friend whose pain is far worse than anything I hope to ever feel.
I want to be "wilder" and take more risks - have more fun. One of those little things on my "list of things to do" is pole dancing!! Not to make a career out of it or anything like that, but just for the sheer fun of it and for once, to feel sexy & confident.
I absolutely love my career in Marketing, but it's my dream to be trained in Make-up Artistry & Beauty. At the moment, I don't have the money - or the confidence but this is something I wish to do.
So here's to today where I hope to change my life and to only say "I'm starting the diet tomorrow" just this once
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So here goes...I'm re-starting the Cambridge Diet tomorrow. My weight & general self-esteem are two of the things I wish to change about my life. I hope I can do this.
Wish me luck
Thank you for reading,
Jess xxxxx
I hope you are all well & not feeling too cold (the weather is really starting to get miserable isn't it!)
My name is Jess and I've been on minis for a while - 2 years in February as it goes. I was known on here for a while as "Mrs Lampard" where I lost over 2 and a half stone in 12 weeks taking me down to 140lbs. It was a major achievement for me and I felt amazing. Unfortunately, I then lost my job and the weight gradually crept back on through comfort eating/drinking. This was totally my fault as I should have been stronger.
About a year ago, I left "Mrs Lampard" and was on and off Cambridge like no ones business, losing half a stone at a time and then putting it back on again. In June this year, I returned to minis but I wanted a new 'identity' almost. I felt like a failure if I came back on here and admitted that I had struggled, especially to those who saw me as an 'inspiration'. So I started the diet again weighing 160lbs, where i lost a stone. I then visited my Grandparents for a few days (my nan is a feeder) and gradually went off course.
A couple of weeks ago, weighing in at 158lbs I thought I had decided enough was enough, I came back onto CD and lost 8lbs in a week taking me down to 150lbs. Since then, I've struggled. A week later I'm 152lbs and fretting.
To be honest, I'm exhausted. I'm tired of dieting, but not only that, I'm tired of dieting and failing because I just can't seem to do it. I'm an emotional eater, I use food as my comfort blanket. I'll take chocolate over a cuddle any day which I can admit is totally wrong. I know I do it so why can't I stop?
A couple of weeks ago, my friend's boyfriend died whilst they were travelling the world together. It is horrific and I'm extremely sad for my friend who has lost the love of her life. I suppose she can get some comfort that he died on a trip of a lifetime, with the woman he loved and was living life to the full - he was about to do a skydive when the plane he was on crashed. Things like this absolutely terrify me - to the point where I feel like I'm going mad. I have this real thing with "time" and the fact that I feel like we just don't have enough of it - then things like that happen and it just emphasises that even more. The thought of life suddenly being taken away, and it can happen at any time absolutely petrifies me. (I'm sorry - I don't mean to be morbid! There is a point to me saying this
Life is too short, and I vow to myself to live my life to the full & to tell my family, friends & fiancé that I love them every single day.
Which brings me to today. Weighing in at 152lbs - I want to change my life. For good this time. I'm scared that it's going to be a repeat of my previous failures and I'm not 100% certain I'm going to succeed but I'm certainly going to try. If I ever have a down moment, I will just think of my friend whose pain is far worse than anything I hope to ever feel.
I want to be "wilder" and take more risks - have more fun. One of those little things on my "list of things to do" is pole dancing!! Not to make a career out of it or anything like that, but just for the sheer fun of it and for once, to feel sexy & confident.
I absolutely love my career in Marketing, but it's my dream to be trained in Make-up Artistry & Beauty. At the moment, I don't have the money - or the confidence but this is something I wish to do.
So here's to today where I hope to change my life and to only say "I'm starting the diet tomorrow" just this once
So here goes...I'm re-starting the Cambridge Diet tomorrow. My weight & general self-esteem are two of the things I wish to change about my life. I hope I can do this.
Wish me luck
Thank you for reading,
Jess xxxxx