Day One of Combat the Fat!

Well hello, here I am, sat wondering how on earth I've managed to get myself into this predicament yet again! I'm seriously not happy and feel like the biggest, fattest, frump in the world. I'm living in one pair of faded 'once were black but now are grey' size 16 jeans because I've stretched them enough across the arse to be comfy, and I refuse to buy anything bigger. My other trusty stretched pair that I was able to switch between gave up the goose last week and I ended up with a big split across the inner thigh which occurred whilst leaving a restaurant after a big fill somewhere in Marbella. Highly embarrassing to say the least. So, here I am, determined to finally do something about it.

I've dieted before, sometimes successfully but mainly unsuccessfully if I am to be honest.The last truly successful time was probably in 2003 where with the help of Slimming World I managed to get down to a size 10. Since then I've yo-yo'd up and down, sticking to something or another, then usually giving up whatever I was doing to try and go it alone. But, as always, the weight creeps on little by little and is hardly noticeable until I finally admit to myself  that the tumble dryer hasn't in fact shrank all my clothes, I've just got fatter, again.

Over the years I've tried them all, from the Cabbage Soup Diet, which stank so bad it got buried in the garden (because it was too lumpy to flush down the toilet) to the Atkins Diet, which just made my breath absolutely stink and to be honest eating nothing but meat and eggs then peeing on a stick to see whether or not my body was in 'keytosis' was not my idea of a fun way to shred the excess blubber. You name it, I've tried it. Whether or not I stuck to it is a different matter entirely.

So, this time I really feel like I'm taking the bull by the horns (and man I feel like a bull!) and I'm rearing to go, this time with the aid of Weight Watchers. Yes, I've also tried this one before, but the plan has changed and I think tackling something completely new, with a new set of rules is something that can give me that boost. So, last night was my first weigh in.....

Shocked, me? noo? Oh yes, bloody hell I was shocked! The scales said something that I really did not expect. I've beaten my all time record and am the heaviest I have ever been. In fact, I am nearly 2 stone heavier than on my wedding day which was only July last year. That's 7 months ago...how the frick did that happen!?

Well, no point crying over spilt (or in my case drank) milk, I've just gotta go for it and think those scales will never show that number again

Wish me luck!

Jo xx