Confession time; these are not pages from the original diary, but from this point in time. (May 2016) I’ve skipped forward to let you know how things are going, and I have to say, not well. About three months ago I started to put on a little weight, not a lot – a pound here and there – until the pounds turned into half a stone. How did you get yourself there? you may well be asking. Easy, an extra glass of wine, (read bottle) here, ice cream, chocolate, starter there, and before I knew what was happening there it was, half a stone heavier.
Every Monday I would get on the scales and say to myself, ‘I’ll loose these extra pounds over the week’. And I would loose some of them, only not all of them. So when the next weekend came around and I’d overindulge again, it added to the pounds – ounces gained.
I have to say that it was getting out of control, I’d start to pull it back, but then loose it again.
So what did I do? I went on a diet, silly, silly me. I thought that if I cut out just one meal a day, then I would be bound to loose the weight. AlI the things that I had learnt over the past few years went out of the window. Plus not only did I start to skip a meal every day, I still carried on overindulging on the weekends. Before I knew it, that half a stone had turned into a stone, and I was miserable. Half of my beautiful wardrobe didn’t fit properly, and even more distressing than that, I’d lost the will to shop!! Yes, you read that right….LOST THE WILL TO SHOP!
I’d stopped wearing makeup for work – what’s the point? Stopped having my pamper nights – what’s the point? Stopped enjoying getting dressed up – what’s the point? Started wearing a lot more black, I’d lost my funk and felt very sorry for myself. I’d lost my self-esteem and confidence. Lean in a little closer while I tell you this, I’d even lost the will to put a post up on Annie on the Rocks.
Now you might be thinking ‘Get a grip, you’ve put a stone on. So what? The ‘So what,’ was that I knew that if I carried on like this, before I knew it, I’d be back were I’d come from, and that made me feel very sad.
I was depressed, (still are a little) but things are on the up.
Back to three good meals a day and a short walk after work, in less than two weeks I’ve lost four pounds. I’ve resolved to keep the wine to a minimum, that way my willpower won’t be compromised, plus I’ve read some of the pages from my old weight loss diary and started to follow some of the tips.
So, there we are. Stay with me and see what happens next, I’ll try to put a post up each week from now until the stone has gone – then it’s back to the old diary pages – but until then one word of advice – please remember to eat three good, healthy meals a day. Alcohol is liquid calories, plus if you are like me it lessens your willpower.
See you soon xA