Sunday 10th Jan- One day to go!

WRITTEN YESTERDAY

It’s the day before my big 7 week challenge and I’m feeling surprisingly apprehensive about starting! I just can’t shake that niggling feeling of self doubt that usually would spell failure. I’m beginning to rue the night of the staff Christmas party , the night I have pinpointed as the turn of my weight loss into weight gain and signified the end of my steady health streak and the beginning of the ‘Christmas period’.
Stumbling out of a swanky west end bar and stumbling in to a party goers final destination, affectionately known (or not so in my case) as the ‘Golden Arches’ , I supped on strawberry milky calories in a cup, feasted on compressed fat between two buns and gorged on deep fried carbs served in a large red packet all at 2 o’clock in the morning! What was I thinking!
Never the less, what’s done is done as the saying goes, I dusted myself off, left Rue avenue and decided to start the challenge feeling fresh both inside and out. So I booked myself into a beautiful luxury spa and like a little child on Christmas morning run along to unwrap the present of that cleansed relaxed feeling only a spa can gives you.
Now as single people everywhere would sympathize with me when I say, the only thing worse than seeing a couple in love walking down the street, is accidently visiting a spa during a mixed session and being trapped in a heavenly thermal experience with dozens of beautiful loved up and did I forget to mention slim toned couples. I would be forgiven for thinking I had walked through the doors in East London and had been magically transported to East Malibu. Statistically, the metropolis that is London is home to an alarmingly high rate of obese and morbidly obese people, yet not one managed to find the way through the door and into the same spa as moi. Feeling quite literally like the elephant in the room, I began to wonder what my or anybody else’s true motivation is to loose weight? Is it to become more desirable to the opposite/ same sex in the hope of attracting a new mate? Or is it to be truly happy within yourself, something that can only be achieved by being thin. I found it sad that in order for many many people to be comfortable and happy within themselves they would have to conform to fit what society dictates is beautiful. Sitting in the room full of couples I discovered that my true motivation wasn’t to attract a mate (that’s not at the top of my list right now) and although I do hope I am happier and comfortable at a smaller weight, I realised it is and always has been to become as healthy and as fit as I possible can. If looking good comes with it that’s great but as my particular weight I do not feel at my age is healthy enough for me. So three hours later, feeling incredibly relaxed and looking to the bright side I went home to prepare for the things in anticipation of my Monday start.

Time lapsed: 7 weeks 5hours
Height:5ft 7
Current weight: Unknown
Target weight: Unknown