Hi all, bit of background, I'm 37, married and have 1 son aged 8. HAve just found this forum as was taking my son swimming just now with my tall, size 8 sister to the local pool. Got there to find 2 mums from school watching their boys having a lesson, and a few other people I know. Got as far as the changing room, stripped off into my tent sized bathers and then caught sight of mounds of wobbly white flesh reflected back at me, stood next to my bronzed, lithe sister in a tiny bikini. Promptly burst into tears, left son with sister and have come back home feeling a disgusting failure - I failed myself and my son.
Joined a slimming club last night but with more than 5 stone to lose I don't know that I'll ever be able to get down to what I should weigh - feels like standing at the bottom of a mountain knowing I've got to get to the top and it's a bit overwhelming.
Sorry for the verbal blubbing but I'm feeling so sorry for myself but no-one in the family can relate - their idea of overwight is about 10lb's!
Next time I post I thread I'll be more cheerful, promise!





