So, probably like many of you reading this, I was a lifetime ‘yo-yo’ dieter and ‘excuse maker’ who had lived with being overweight and who had suffered lack of confidence for most of my adult life.
At the age of 49 with the pounds piling on ‘yet again’ and me just accepting that ‘that’s how it was when you got to my age’ my husband suggested a party for my 50th Birthday! A party sounded lovely as I’m a sociable type, however, a party dressed in what I could only imagine would be a very large, black tent (to hide as much of me as possible!) just filled me with horror and dread!
What was even more scary was the realisation that the pounds had piled back on again and if I didn’t do something about it, this would be what would happen consistently as I moved into my 50s, 60s and beyond. Who knows where I would end up?
That was ‘THE MOMENT’ for me. My birthday was 8 months away and I needed to do something. I needed to change.
I’m pleased to say, mine is a good news story as I knuckled down, joined one of the local weight loss groups and started my journey. I pinned pictures on my fridge of ‘the party dress’ that I wanted to wear and set about planning my meals, walking as much as I could and attending my weekly weight loss class
There were good weeks and bad weeks, some weeks when I lost pounds, other weeks when I stayed the same despite being angelic. There were those other weeks when I had fallen ‘off the horse’ completely only to go to class and to have lost weight! They were great weeks!!
HELLO TO THE NEW FABULOUS YOU!