Another week closer to the end of the year and we’re another step further along the journey. I started this thinking that I’d never be slimmer. I’ll always be a big fella. Won’t ever be able to even contemplate feeling better about myself and the way view my life and the possibilities to come.
I look back at the photo’s of myself that were taken this time last year and I realise that I had no want or desire to change things. I was working in a job that I didn’t really care for. I was facing redundancy and didn’t really know what was going to happen after that job went away.
I may have been smiling but I know I wasn’t happy.
It took a huge amount of effort to do anything and stepping through the doors at Slimming World was another thing that I couldn’t contemplate. I used to talk to my partner in crime at Tesco House about joining Slimming World but I’d always put it off. Either the group’s weren’t at the right time, I was either asleep or in work. I was “busy” or I was skint. I made every excuse that I could. All the time, I was feeling worse and I got to a point where I just didn’t care. For all I cared, I could eat myself into an early grave and no-one would give a damn about it.
Christmas came and went. The girls came over from Belgium for a few days. We should have been all over South Wales showing them places that I’ve not seen for years. But there was no adventure. We went to Barry Island for some chips and that was about it. Why didn’t we go further afield? Why didn’t we take them into Cardiff for a good old wander through town? The simple answer was me.
Something had to change. The only thing that I could do was to try and lose some of the weight. Maybe then my head would follow.
So stepping through the doors on 22/02/18, just under a week after being made redundant gave me the chance to change my life. Within 4 weeks, I’d lost my first stone and now, 10 months later, I’m on the verge of getting to my seventh stone lost.
I wasn’t really expecting a loss this week. I made some SW friendly Mince Pies on the weekend and scoffed the lot. Such a bad thing but I’ll be making more for group next week.
So, there was again a bit of trepidation when stepping on the Scales of Doom. However, the gods have been kind and I’m another 2lbs down.
So, I’m now into the next stone down. Probably lighter than I’ve been for a good decade and only half a pound off the 7 stone by Christmas target.
This time next week, I hope to be able to report a new certificate and to report on a great week.
Stay tuned folks.