I am sure at some level most people can relate to this but to us "soon to be reformed" fatty's (as I am one I am allowed to use this term) a dressing room is the epitome of hell. Sometimes I would rather walk through a bonfire, ride on the giant drop, sit through a 5 day test match and probably give away all my shoes, than see myself from ten different angles in a fluorescent dressing room.
See I love shopping, no wait I love the idea of shopping. I love the Sex and the City idea of shopping. Glamorous, no budget shopping....then I catch my reflection in the donut king window.
So when I try clothes on I avoid the mirrors like the plague. It's simple really keep your head down at all times and only look up when 1. you feel that dress actually fits and all your bits are covered or 2. when you can't manage to do your bra back up. Now get out of there as fast as you can and try to dump the clothes on random hangers as quickly as possible before someone asks you "so how did they go"?...And you think "same as last time you silly skinny bitch..."
All joking aside I am actually beginning to believe that this is going to work. I can't believe I have never tried weight watchers before. I have always heard people raving about it but I didn't believe that it would work. But there are thousands of ladies (and men) of this program that have lost huge amounts of weight and have kept it off...these people are my motivation to keep my sticky hands out of newly packaged cadbury chocolate blocks...
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Yep, WW does work, I know, it is my third attempt!! (Got to a kilo or so off goal twice) The problem I have had in the past is realising that WW has to become part of my life FOREVER! That's not to say that I will never have chocolate, of KFC again, it just means it will be a treat, once a blue moon!
ReplyDeleteGood luck with your journey. Your writing style is great...I have had a few lol moments (& can so totally relate) I look forward to see what is to come