Good morning lovely people. I'm on day two and feeling good. Mainly due to the fact that i have spent the last year or more whingeing about the 3 and a half stone i piled on following giving up smokin. Hahaha, makes me laugh that I always blame the thing that was good for me and not take responsibility for the gargantuan fat-sodden meals and sweets I rammed in my face as a 'reward' for not smoking.
So, here I am just a pound under the fifteen stone mark now and only 77 lbs to go hahaha. One pound at a time. I cannot believe how much I'm tinkling, I'm usually a two wees woman but that's now become Queen of the Ladies room and tinkling like a donkey on an hourly basis. Drinking stacks of cold filtered water is helping.
I never thought I would be grateful for a plate full of veggies but, hey, any port in a storm. Fruit is pleasurable now since I gave up the other types of sugar, I used ot think fruit was for the wimps who couldn't man up for a doughnut-a-thon. Tragic, really, the lies we tell ourselves and the brash fronts we can put on about being ok with our figures. Especially when I loathed myself inwardly and didn't think i deserved to be slim. As for me, am all done being a breathless, lardy, unhealthy heart-attack waiting to happen sooooo Bringondaskinny!!!
Worst pic in whole history of world of me to remind myself why I'm doing this. I look like my blood pressure is about to make my head explode, am unusually pink!!!