Well, at least part of it is. The part where I get married.
Let’s rewind a bit. In November 2012, I joined Slimming World for the third time (first 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.
I’m sure you can guess what happened after that. Continue reading