Sunday 11 July 2010

Nerves, treats and chicken porn

OK so I'm on Day Seven now which means that the dreaded weigh in is tomorrow.  I'm sure my scales get dizzy at how up and down they have to go, a downward trend will be a massive culture shock for the poor little things.  I can't believe how nervous I am!  


Things are getting tough now they really are.  Just cooked a roast for Steve and his kids and can't believe how much I wanted chicken skin.  I swear it was talking to me, begging me to eat it.  I could describe how amazing it looked but I may end up in porn territory, something I'm not prepared to do for a description of chicken skin!  (flashbacks to Weight Watchers Recipe Cards, the specific one is below in case you were wondering)


Ever wonder what that movie Carrie would have been like if it had been cast with chickens instead of people and also possibly entirely reconceived as a porno?  
No? Well, does it help to know that now you'll never have to? No? Sorry.





I stripped some of the chicken (no, I've not gone down the porn route) before I gave in and had to shout Steve to finish it for me.  I didn't cave but that was the first time I cried, how tragic?  Over chicken skin?  Really?


I've been counting the days until the end of this week so I can eat chocolate and crisps but my mate Nat said that maybe that wasn't the best way of looking at it if I'm aiming for long term loveliness and perhaps I should get a treat at the end of my 14 days.  She's right so I've decided I'll treat myself to a watch at the end of my fortnight (chocolate is still very much in the back of my mind though, I'm not going to lie!)  Check out this little beauty...
I love it!  I love all things pretty and goth so it looks like it was made for me.  One rule, if I cheat between now and next Monday, I don't get it.  Simple as.

Part of my motivation for starting my diet this time round is to be out of the 14's for my mate Sydie's wedding on the 8th August.  Even if I don't do it, I know I'll have tried my damn hardest.  Sydie is one of the best mates a girl could have and even when she feels rubbish, she can still spare the time to cheer you up.  A true friend.  The least I can do is look half decent for her at her wedding!

Steve has also been fantastic this time round too (he's probably lost track of how many diets I've been on since we've been together).  He's been fab at not making a big song and dance about me being on a diet and yet not sabotaging it either.  Here he is making my tea for me on Day Two...




I'm very lucky to have these people in my life and hopefully with this weight off, I'll have them in my life a lot longer.   Pretty sure that being 15 stone is the sure way to a shorter life.  I've had masses of support from other friends and some strangers too and I can't begin to say how much I love everyone for it.  So, here's to my weigh in tomorrow and carrying on with the journey to a slimmer me eh?

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