Dieting – is it effing worth it?

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 past week had been rather…challenging.

It was with some trepidation that I stepped on the scales yesterday.  I certainly didn’t deserve to lose weight, not gain maybe bit not lose.  But lose I did.  In fact I weighed myself again today to be sure and I’d lost even more! I actually by some miracle lost 4lbs! I suspect that a lot of that was left over from the week before where I didn’t lose and the fact that aunt flo visited.

Don’t worry, I’m not kidding myself that I can have chocolate or Dominos and get away with it every time but it does go to show that you can have a little of what you fancy, you don’t have to completely deprive yourself.  I’m trying to make sure I walk every day, 8000 to 10000 steps. My little Garmin is keeping me on track there.

My medium term goal is to be 15 stone by 25th March as I have a very special wedding to attend (I’m actually my best friend’s Best Bird) and I’d like to be a bit slimmer for that.  I’m well on target for that, I have 18 lbs left to lose in almost 9 weeks.  If I don’t quite make it I won’t beat myself up. I’ll just keep plodding along.  It’s about changing habits and already I walk rather than drive shorter distances.

Eventually I’d like to get down to 13 stone by the end of August which happens to be my 40th birthday.  That’s a pretty good present to myself I reckon, a slimmer, healthier, fitter me. I’m never going to be a size 10 and nor do I want to be, this isn’t about size it’s about health.

So there we have it.  In answer to my question “Is dieting effing worth it?” I’d say “Yes”!

I’ve decided to make this a weekly post so you can keep track of my progress (or lack thereof) and in the hope it will spur me on.  A bit like a virtual slimming club! I’d anyone fancies joining me feel free.  You can always leave a comment with your current weight and update next week’s post with how you’ve got on the past week, or just post with your loss or gain if you don’t want to divulge to the world your weight.  I’m no counsellor but we’ve all been there and we’re in this together.

 

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