In just one week’s time I’ll be jetting off to Florida with five other mummy bloggers. There’s nothing like the thought of exposing your body to strangers to frighten you into dieting and so that’s what I’ve been doing, since April.
This morning I jumped on the scales and saw numbers I haven’t seen in over two years. I can’t tell you how good that feels. I still have a way to go, but I’m determined to keep on with it. I’ve found my diet easy to stick to and when I’ve had a ‘bad’ day or snacking setbacks I haven’t let it hold me back – instead I’ve treated the following day as a fresh start. I’ve also been doing more exercise (well, walking. I haven’t joined a gym, or anything.) And gratifyingly, my combats are now so loose they fall off when I walk up the stairs.
Of course I’m not saying nothing tastes as good as skinny feels. I still love chocolate and cheese. But to paraphrase Joey Tribbiani, my clothes fit a little better, I have more energy and I’m definitely feeling more confident about going on that beach.
written by Liz Jarvis