Despina is shrinking
I’d like to say that there was a defining moment where I looked in the mirror, and said Right, that’s it, I need to get thin. But actually, I’ve been catching sight of a fat girl in my mirror for the last few weeks, I’ve just been too lazy to do anything about her. I have this recurring vision of running to meet Jez at the airport, and him thinking to himself "hmm, there’s a familiar face somewhere in the middle of that lot!"
So, this morning, out went the end of the chocolate, the tortilla chips and the coke. And in came rice cakes, fresh fruit and veg, chicken, fish, salami, natural yoghurt - all the good stuff. Currently browsing for local swimming pools etc and planning some more walks up hills!
I know how I’ve put the weight on: comfort eating, beer, good living, eating naughty food, inactivity, nervousness, three weeks of PMT and some other things I’m not allowed to mention here because of who reads this. The main reason why I need to lose it is just vanity. I have many nice new outfits and my love handles and big belly are not doing them justice. I hate having a great big thing attached to me that didn’t used to be there, I feel like there’s an intruder in my body. Also my skin is all minging because I can’t stop eating rubbish. And if I don’t do something about it now, by September even fewer of my clothes will fit me and I’ll be all upset and just eat more. Although I have stopped biting my nails now, which could perhaps be a sign that I’m no longer quite so orally fixated…
but I’m still sleepy.
