Unless gremlins have broken in while we were on holiday and had fun with the new bathroom scales, I have lost an amazing 1 stone and 8.4lbs in the last 3 months! I honestly had no idea.
You see, I’m a big girl. When you’re a six footer like me it takes more than a stone of weightloss to be noticeable. I haven’t exercised properly (ie in the gym) since school broke up at the end of June.
On the first week of our holiday (in the beautiful Donegal) the sun shone down on us like we were in the Algarve – we hit the beach every day and I walked miles with the dog (and sometimes the family). Then the rain came. Walking was replaced with visits to pubs for lunch and feeding our faces in the front of the telly at night. But maybe I didn’t eat as much as I thought!
I’m so motivated by the numbers on the scales that I have planned the week’s (healthy) meals and shopped for the ingredients before anyone put me off the notion. The kids will be gutted when they’re handed a healthy sandwich with a piece of fruit at 1pm the next few days. Sweet revenge for all the temptation they put in front of me with every “chips with everything” meal they had in Donegal. And their addiction to Magnums isn’t funny.
To stay motivated, I’ve unearthed this photo of me from a former life – the one where I was young with no responsibilities, slim and never hungry, out every night dancing and didn’t drink anything stronger than fizzy water.
I will never be that slim and wrinkle-free again but if I get a life sized cutout made for every room in the house, maybe one of those Carefree Cathys will kick my butt if I so much as inhale the scent of a Magnum Double Raspberry.