So I’m drowning in a sea of work today, for the first time in a while. I remain my organised self but there’s a lot of stuff to get through – this might be short, or not. Depends how many quiet moments I get to try and update you guys.
I had a great weekend. At least as great as it could be when you work for 17 hours of it whilst running a full time job alongside it. It’s our second full weekend there and we are now on out 15th straight day in work. We are tired, but we are looking forward to the funds injection that it will bring and our long awaited trip to Prague in exactly thirty days.
By that point, I wanted to be in the 10 stone band – my ultimate goal being to get to 9 stone dead on by around February time. Well, this week we have been super strict with ourselves on the food front, following a diet I found on a blog which is basically a sophisticated form of starvation. It claims to be based on chemicals and all that kind of jazz, but you eat basically nothing. But it’s all Slimming World friendly so that’s what we’ve done.
Now either it has worked with a devastating amount of success, or my scales have completely given up the ghost because this morning, I hopped on… bleary eyed and wearing less than I would at weigh-in… and apparently, if they are to be believed, this week, I have lost 15lb. 15LB. I tried three times, I moved them and I got Mr D to bear witness and the buggers didn’t budge. I wish I hadn’t weighed myself, because frankly I’ve just got myself excited and they are almost definitely wrong and Tuesday night will suck. I’ll keep you posted though and I’m quietly optimistic… they’ve been heading down steadily so you never know!
Happily, we’re back on NORMAL food Slimming World style as of Wednesday so expect A LOT more posts, mainly recipes 🙂
So, I’ve not filled this out for a few days – in the excited, giddy happiness that has ensued since my last post I’ve become officially engaged (yes, the wedding’s been booked for a month but the actual proposal happened on Saturday. It’s not traditional, but it’s us). In front of a hoard of Brownies and Girl Guides (who very nicely congratulated us after I said yes!) I officially became Mrs D To Be. Which was awesome… it was then followed up with the surprise appearance of my parents, my sister and my grandparents and we all had a big family meal with some of Mr D’s family also after our jaunt to the zoo. Was wonderful.
slope and put a little robot with skis on it. At least that’s what it was meant to be, but you guys can be the judges on whether it looks anything remotely like it – for my first try, I was incredibly pleased. Mr D has clearly outshone me though (not even mad, it looks amazing for a first ever attempt).
one was disastrous, second one not so much) and I was the fattest, heaviest and most disgusting I had ever felt in my short 24 years. I was 13st 8lbs, had not long had a new job, moved to a new city and was beginning a whole new life. I joined with my then boyfriend (now fiancee) and together we lost around 10 stone between us. A year later, at my target weight of 10st, I decided I didn’t need to go anymore.
Finding Mrs D... 