There is always a moment in your life when you realise that you need to change. Mine was Christmas Eve, something happened that broke my heart and rocked my already low confidence to the bottom. I have never been the pretty slim one. I was always the biggest person in my circle of friends, at work in family. I have always been big. I hate it but it’s me, I thought.
I tried to loose weight at home,but it never lasts more than a few weeks. I have even been to classes before
- 2009 – SLIMMING WORLD 4 months 15lb lost
- 2012 – WEIGHT WATCHERS 6 months 36lbs lost
- 2015 – WEIGHT WATCHERS 4 months 19lbs lost
- 2017 – SLIMMING WORLD 2 months 9lbs lost.
And guess what? I’m back to the starting weight I was each time I started!
I loved the freedom that slimming world gave me, but I have no self control. The portions were massive and yes I lost weight but not like weight watchers. I need to be controlled. So on Christmas Eve, feeling like my life as I know no was over, I went online and joined Weight Watchers, I looked into joining the local gym ( still not joined up yet) but for that matter I still haven’t started the healthy eating or been to a class yet. I caught a bug and have been ill for days on end, every day I would go to bed thinking,
“Right I will go to a class near me tomorrow, definitely tomorrow.”
Every morning I would get up with hardly no sleep and my body aching and not have the energy to leave the house or eat properly. If it was quick and easy that’s what we ate.
I have 78lbs to loose, but I’m going for mini goals for a start as that 70 is a big old daunting number!
I need to be honest, as it’s only me it affects if I’m not. So this is my platform. I’m not expecting anyone to read it, but I need something to keep my motivated, anything to keep my motivated. Instagram, Twitter, Facebook ( not that I really like Facebook – it’s a lot of people bragging about what they have while secretly being envious of anyone’s fortune or glad when someone’s luck is in the low side) `
I’m hoping to post a lot, but then again I used to write that in my dairy on 1st January, but on the 30th the diary would be thrown in a drawer until it got thrown out at Christmas, and I was only 10 then. Some things never change!