I have started the New Year by realising just how much weight I have put on, and something needs to be done about it.
I am 5"10 and admittedly I can still (just about) do up my size 10 trousers, but this time last year they went on easily without any horrible fat overhang.
Two main reasons for this: one is that I used to do loads of running and now I don't (I had an operation earlier this year which meant I had to have 4 months off, and I just never got back into it), and the other is that DH and I have got into a really bad habit of stuffing our faces with chocolate of an evening.
I know that I need to stop troughing sweets the whole time (it's making me feel really lethargic and crapola, never mind the weight gain) and start doing some exercise.
However, my previous running partners are now streets ahead of me in fitness so I can't run with them any more, and I'm too scared to run in the dark by myself. There is absolutely no money whatsoever for a gym membership, and I really hate the gym so I wouldn't use it anyway. Classes, maybe.
The food thing is obvious, but a hard habit to break especially when I'm tired and egged on by DH (who plays loads of football so can eat what he likes).
Feeling very conscious of it as my superslim friend has just been round this morning... have gone upstairs and taken off my skinny jeans and put trackies on so I'm not so conscious of my massive blubbery tummy.
Sorry to moan, and I do realise I'm lucky not to have loads and loads to lose... I just don't like what I see in the mirror anymore.