Slinkiness: sleek and sinuous in movement or outline; especially : following the lines of the figure in a gracefully flowing manner (a slinky evening gown)
So, as I am writing this post I have returned from a weekend at my mum’s. A weekend that started with a hangover and a Macdonalds for breakfast and continued with a birthday party and family Sunday lunch. Not a weekend for losing weight at all, and as always I exerted absolutely no willpower and stuffed my face so full that by Sunday I felt physically sick. Like a child in a sweet shop my eyes were bigger than my stomach and by the end of the weekend my stomach was bigger than pretty much anything else.
Now I’ve been meaning to link up with the new linky in town for a couple of weeks. The #slinkylinky where two lovely ladies @ladyemsyand @Mrsfinn86have started their baby weight loss adventures and are blogging about them, encouraging others to join in. However…I have been coming up with many excuses, like; I’m going to France (today!!) so there is no point in starting before then or…I’ve had a bad day I deserve a treat or…I’ll just eat all the bad stuff in the house so it’s not here anymore and then I have any temptation, before going out and promptly buying yet more unhealthy food. Food has always been my comfort and ever since I put on over four stone with my first pregnancy, going from 9 stone to 13 stone, I have battled with my weight and regularly yo-yo up and down. I have tried all sorts, intolerance diets (which worked but was bloody hard work) Weightwatchers, South Beach, Slimming World, 5:2 (for about three hours before realising it is ridiculous!) and whilst I am very good at losing weight, I am not very good at keeping it off and it always creeps back on again, usually along with some more! Each time I have had a child I’ve ended up at 13 stone again and now I know I am not having anymore (probably) there is no excuse!
So….this slinky linky has come along when once again I am at my upper limit for being happy with my weight. I am not happy. Whilst I am not ridiculously huge my BMI is 27, which is classed as overweight, and my clothes are all far too tight. I can’t stand to see myself in photos and generally feel very uncomfortable. My tummy still very much looks as though there is a baby still inside it!
So…today is the day I am finally going to link up and start. I can’t promise I will be any good at this when I am in France, for cheese is my greatest weakness and I cannot ever resist it, even though I am properly lactose intolerant! But I shall try and when I get back I will endeavour to kick some lardy ass!
Starting weight…11st 2 and a 1/4lbs