OMG, I am still fat! Not just fat but like, really fat. It
isn’t a pretty sight anymore. Not sure it ever was but I could kinda deal with
it before but man, I must have put on a shit load of weight in my sleep last
night.
OK, so I have been drinking a little heavy (I have just
moved house and the drinkies have settled me at the end of a long day) and I have
been buying take away lunches most days (because I have just moved house and
haven’t been that organised to take my lunches every day), and exersize is a
thing of the past (because I have just moved house and have to drive 20 minutes
to the bus stop and then catch a bus for 45 minutes to work and it drops me
right out the front of work). As
you can see, this has all been out of my control, sorta.
Anyway, I had my photo taken with a friend that I built out
of a balloon and tinsel today and I almost thought the lady taking the photo
had edited the photo to stretch it. Surely I don’t take up that much of the
photo? The balloon head looked like a pin head next to my fat face. Is my 2nd
chin really that large? It is kinda looking like a frog thing when it blows its
face up. Not a pretty site.
So as I sit here with my belly full of a rich potato and
beef casserole and sipping on a lovely apple cider, I think about what needs to
be done. Things like, no more rich potato and beef casserole, no more delicious
and relaxing apple ciders, gone are the chocolate treats from my desk buddy ‘C’
and look forward to the icy 5am mornings walking the dog in the dark and the huff
and puff of the dreaded cross trainer at night.
Who can be bothered with this kind of lifestyle? I know of
people who do this kinda stuff because they love it. I know right? There are
actually people out there who look forward to that early morning rise for their
run or trip to the gym and who love eating food with no calories or lovely
sugars or creamy sundaes and lamb roasts with all the trimmings and lasagne
dripping in cheese… oh, oops, lost track of what I was talking about LOL.
As of Monday, the 30th of April, 2012, I will
again embark on this insane journey of health. My fatness is now again
uncomfortable and am running out of sheets to makes t-shirts out of. I need to
trim down.
Oh, I forgot to mention the bus trip home. This was another
wake up call that I am too fat… I got on the bus which was quite full and
stupid me picked a seat next to another fatty! FFS, two fattys DO NOT fit on a
standard bus seat. Half my ass was hanging over the edge of the seat and I could
actually feel the wobble with each bump we went over. It was not comfortable. I
wasn’t embarrassed but I wanted some extra support for the hanging bits.
Get ready for the grumpiness of the early days of the blog,
when I first started the healthy way of living. Yes, dieting is a dirty word
and no one is aloud to say it because if it is called a diet you will fail but
if you call it a new way of life you will succeed (or something like that, all
sounds like no fun stuff to me).
Xx
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