I weighed myself this morning. To my horror, I am 11 pounds heavier then I was this time last year. I sensed this when I put on my very small size 12 combat trousers yesterday and they were straining around the bum/tum area. This was confirmed by the scales this morning.
This is probably because:
I like healthy food and I like exercise too. But things have slipped recently – I blame the SAD. Winter is for cosying up with mashed potatoes and dark ales, summer is for leaping around outdoors and eating salads.
So how am I going to exterminate the expanding bits? I don’t do diets – the thought of depriving myself of things or counting points is just too depressing. Instead, I will up the exercise and live by the mantra: Make Healthy Choices – I have already stuck a little post-it note on my screen to motivate me. It has a drawing of me with a smiley face on it, and says ‘Get the glow’ – I want to be radiant, bouncy, sparkly and glowing with health.
I’m having some friends around for a chocolate fondue party later. Bugger.