Morning everyone. I have been doing that ostrich thing of putting my head in the sand about my weight for ages now. Telling myself it's not that bad, my clothes must have shrunk in the wash. My blood pressure is not that high. I am not really out of breath just by walking up a few stairs.
So this morning I had a road to Damascus moment and decided enough is enough. I dithered and procrastinated for ages but eventually I plucked up the courage to step on the scales. 13 stone 12 .2 pounds. I will be 14 stone soon if I don't turn my life around.
I am a 63 year old woman looking for as much help as I can get.