Depressing news!
I now weigh 84.4 kilos! The proof is in the eating, in fact, I can try to deny that I have been overindulging but the scales do not lie!
To top it off yesterday I decided SERIOUSLY to get back on track, and my hubby came home with 3 cartons of ice cream and 5 packets of biscuits, FIVE!! I was like, 'thanks a bunch matey...' . I suppose he could argue that usually I greet him with open arms when he comes home with shopping like that, and I'm thinking it's a test of my will power. For example, he made me a cup of tea and brought me four biscuits, I managed to eat only two and did feel very proud of myself. Although I appreciate small pigeon steps (do you remember that game!?) are better than none, but I'd rather move a bit faster. I accept if I'm serious I need to get off my fat wobbly arse, but honestly, I'm not making excuses, it's practically impossible to find the time. BUT I will try, I promise to myself, ( and to you...).
Positive thinking is the key!
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