I was going to start a blog but that seems disabled, never had one before so was a lil disappointed. In the meantime i'll be scribbling here.
Sooo where to start...i've always been a chubster but managed to get my weight down to a reasonable level just before I met my wonderful husband jan 2011 (we got hitched pretty quickly). Unfortunately my husband wined and dined me to explosion, between meeting and our honeymoon i went from roughly 10st 4lbs to 13st 6lbs.
I've been logging my weight for years so my husband recieved proof in a chart that it was definitely his fault. I was tempted to do a powerpoint presentation.
His response.....? "Yeah it cant have helped with me saying, you're beautiful, have another pie" my response ........ *smack husband repeatedly with shoe* . For the record i haven't eaten any pie for years...YEARS!!
Anyhoo started trying to get a handle on it and slowly over the last few months managed to get my weight down in spurts (of loss, gain, loss, with a slow spiral downwards). We moved a few times, then moved country and when we got here have moved twice. Living out of a suitcase for the last year has not been fun. In addition i have been travelling between home and here so had not really got into my groove!
BUT i have my mojo back so fingers crossed i can get rid of the extra weight and start feeling a little bit better about myself. Husband has been really supportive and actually started being careful when he cooks and letting me supervise him LOL. Hes discovered how many calories there are in olive oil, and what measuring spoons are for. Also hes given up the crisps and ice cream (on the whole, once a week he bounces in the door with something or something, but i can read that man like a book so i know exactly which days he'll bring something home and make space in my calories)
I started really trying when i came back from a trip home in May. Not having to travel really helped
12th May 176.8lbs
7th July 160.2lbs
I weigh in on Sundays as thats the start of the working week here and it prevents me from indulging on the weekends. A big plus is that we live in a dry country, i have absolutely no self control after a few drinks...i mean like none, i'm the worst kind of drunk....a ravenously hungry one.
However I am in Dubai for the weekend and i know the wine is going to be flowing which is a bit of a yay nay situation. I'm going to just go with it, luckily its ramadan so a few restaurants will screen off areas for non fasters but we'll be grabbing snack at hotel before we head out and then just have dinner. It means i have limited opportunities to stuff myself because of the holiday feeling. I've checked out the place we are going to be eating at and have already chosen what i will order (thank the lord for on-line menus- no cals but at least i can decide in advance).
Fingers crossed this wont do too much damage, next weigh in is on sunday, will make sure i keep a record of what i munch.
Ok end of epic post!!