Yup! I’ve done it! I’ve lost just over a stone in five weeks. No fad diet. No diet club. No starving myself. Just healthy eating and exercise! I know I said I’d try to post weekly about my diet but I’ve been a bit distracted with one thing or another so it’s been nearly two weeks. Anyway.  Who cares? The fact is I’m still losing weight which is in itself a minor miracle.  I normally lose a couple of pounds then give up. I’ve decided there are no “naughty” foods.  Everything in moderation.  I fall down if I feel like I’m depriving myself so thisRead More →

You see before you the body of a Lindt chocolate Father Christmas.  He had a good innings.  In my defense he lasted a lot longer than chocolate in our house usually does, at least that was before I decided it was time to shift my arse and lose some weight.  Evidently from the photo I fell off the wagon somewhat this week. Ok, quite a bit.  I’ve had chips, a cheeky Dominos and I’ve decapitated Big L’s chocolate Santa. I’ve mentioned before that I’m an emotional eater, by that I mean if I’m emotional I eat not that I cry through dinner, and the pastRead More →

For as long as I can remember I’ve been on a diet, or at least in need of one.  When I was seven my mum took me to the Dr because I had a cold or some other unrelated illness and the Dr (who himself was, let’s be honest here, a fat fucker) told her I was overweight and sent me to a dietician.  There started my unhealthy relationship with food.  It really started when my parents split up and I would spend the weekend with my father who plied me with sweets and crisps and sat me in the corner of his local pub.Read More →