There is something wrong with me. I have to see a Practice Nurse to discuss too much sugar in my blood. Which means I am presumably either diabetic or prediabetes, neither of which are good.
I cannot keep abusing my body particularly with lack of exercise and comfort eating.
So I am investing in myself. I have bought some Weightwatchers scales which measure BMI as well as weight. I have a new dvd player so I can try out some of the countless exercise videos I have bought over the years.
I am fat and I know it. I also hate it. It eats away at my self-esteem.
I can lose weight. I have done it before and was making great progress into the year from Hell hit us last year.
I think my problem may be that I have always tried to sort out my body or my mind and not both.
I am officially on Prozac and I feel so much better 2 days in to this new journey. I look online and folks say that is just a placebo effect. Whatever it is, it means I have tackled the housework with enthusiasm for a change.
If I get my act together, I could get this weight shifted in 18 months.
It would be lovely to be slim again and to ever look nice in clothes.
The awful truth is I weight in at 17 stones, 6 and three quarter pounds.
In a week I will weigh less and I will track my progress on my blog.
All tips, advice and support very gratefully received.