Friday = Wineday

It's been a good week so far. I had my weigh in on wednesday and lost a brilliant 3.5lb. I was so happy. At that point I thought back to my weight the previous week and said to myself "I will never be that heavy ever again in my life". That will be my mantra at every weigh in, to say goodbye to those lost pounds.

Anyone who knows me knows that I enjoy a drink or six. The brill thing about Weight Watchers is that you can incorporate that into your day by eating loads of zero point foods. Take tonight for instance - I did a stir fry with a peice of turkey, a great huge pile of zero point veg and a black bean sauce which was one 1 point. I used the 1 cal oil spray and so the whole meal was only 3.5 points, and it was a feast! That gave me so many precious points for wine.

I have to admit I am missing lager, it is my drink of choice. I am a little afraid to incorporate it into a night out as it has so many points. Plus I have found that drinking white wine doesn't leave me feeling tired and sluggish the next day. Bonus!

Emily has two running competitions this weekend so I will be busy, and away from temptation. Me likes this :o)

Oh, I almost forgot. I have an awful problem buying jeans; not cos I am a fatty bum bum, but because of my stupid short legs. I am currently wearing some Asda size 20 short leg jeans, and I saw a pair of 18s on tuesday. I decided to buy them even though they will still be too small last Tuesday (3 days ago) as it will be good to have them when I need them, cos I often need to really hunt for the short leg in my size. Anyway, on Tuesday they needed a good 2 inches for the botton hole to meet. I just tried them and the button nearly meets :o) :o) :o)

Getting Started

Ok, so I decided that enough was enough. I am fat, really fat and I can no longer convince myself that it's ok, I don't mind being the way that I am because I hate it.

It all came to a head a few weeks ago when I was meant to be going to a wedding, one of Magnus' colleagues. I went shopping for something to wear, and as usual it was not a case of finding something nice, it was finding something that would fit me. I hate clothes shopping for this very reason. I couldn't find anything, and a few days before the wedding broke down in tears and told Magnus that I didn't want to go. I didn't want to be near all the dressed up, slim pretty woman as I knew I would feel fat and ugly.

It was that point that I decided to join weight watchers. I joined last week and could have cried again when I weighed in at 17st 13lb. But that was the last day I would ever weigh that much. I have to get healthy, and I want to be happy.

I decided that it would be good to blog my weight loss to keep me spurred on. I have just been looking for some pictures but could hardly find any! I know exactly why - I hate having my picture taken, because I am so fat. The ones that do get taken are then vetted. Most are just the shoulders up, avoiding my huge body. I always go through the digital camera and delete any of me looking really bad.

I did find some though, from holiday last year. I think I am actually a bit bigger now than I was then, but it's a good start. Hopefully I will look back at these in months to come and feel good about how well I am doing. Time will tell....