thanks, hair
Brief summary:
A generous 4.5 stones overweight (which I realised, is the weight of my nearly 9 year old daughter. I keep picking her up in disbelief, Shurely Nawt?)
Long history of emotional eating. Assorted flirtations with eating disorders. Complete loss of all rational thinking, been and done every diet possible, manage to lose about 10lbs every year or so, put it all back on with some friends to keep them cosy.
Now, high bp, high cholesterol, bit of a fright with some chest pain - all cleared, but really, the fact of the matter is, I Am Too Fat.
Used to be quite fit (though, fat) and I do quite like exercise. I joined the gym on a 12 day pass before Christmas, loved the first 6 days, then the kids got the assorted bugs...
And, there's the rub. One of our kids has ongoing admissions to hospital. DH is lovely, but a little acopic with drama. I get lonely. So, I eat.
To be fair, I also eat to celebrate, because I'm busy, because I'm bored, because I'm tired, because, becasue, because.
Anyhoo - have made myself a "portion plate" at the ceramic painting place.
Am going to fast 2 days a week (rather like not having to think about it at all!)
Am going to do an exercise class x2 a week, increasing as I get fitter.
Am going to be kind to myself.
Ah. Summary not so brief, it seems...