Wowzers

I’m getting very slack at keeping my blog updated, things have been hectic lately and I’ve had a less than average week. As per my last post, I started the Cambridge diet last week and made it successfully to weigh in day without cheating, but not without any trauma. I caught a cold last week and by Saturday was feeling really rough – all I wanted was a warm sandwich or roll of some kind, the craving was absolute torture! I’ve been staying at my parents the past few days and that has really been a test of my strength, but I’m just working through it, somehow!

So back to the weigh in, my starting weight on Sunday 31 Jan was 18 stones and 11 lb according to the consultant’s scales (which is what I will be going on from here on). Last night, I was 17 stones and 12 lb… so a pretty big loss of 13lb in total for my first week. I was shocked to say the least and the consultant almost fell off her chair. The tape measure isn’t giving up the clues easy though, it looks like I’ve lost most of it from my thighs and bum which I’m not complaining about – that said, I would like to have seen some inches lost from my waistline which is exactly the same as it was last week! Friends and family say they’re seeing a difference, I’m still waiting.

I’m getting increasingly stressed out with using different scales and have decided to completely avoid them until I’m at my weekly weigh in, and then only use the consultant’s. On my scales at home, I am 21lb lighter now than I was on 1st Jan 2010 – I am extremely pleased and even if the actual weight amount is wrong, the loss I am sure is correct.

So I’m now going into week two of Cambridge and I am 12lb away from being the weight I was three years ago, and 5 stones and 12lb away from my target weight of 12 stones. I bought some ‘target’ jeans over the weekend, they are so slim, I cannot WAIT! to get into those babies!

Onwards and Upwards (and inwards hopefully)

At the start of day three on the Cambridge diet things are looking good. I haven't had any real pangs of hunger which doesn't surprise me much as previously I would go the whole day without eating far too often, difference now is that I'm not stuffing my face at the end of it!

I had a really great chat on the phone yesterday with a long time friend who I don't see half as much as I should. As we're talking she casually drops into the conversation that she recently weighed her boobs, or should I say, 'flopped them out on the scales' to be precise. I don't know about anyone else but I'm inspired! Hopefully my gigantic boobs weigh about four stone and suddenly everything will make sense - I shall report back!

As far as things are going at the moment, I'm 8.5lb lighter than I was on Sunday night. Crazy!

With every end… comes a new beginning…

After two weeks of being very good during the week and eating anything I can get my fat little hands on at the weekend, I’ve come to the conclusion that whilst I still have access to food, I will simply eat it. All of it. And I don’t, won’t and am probably never going to give a damn about the consequences.

Goodbye Weight Watchers, you’ve been good to me – I leave you 9lb lighter than I was a month ago, despite the cheating – and I am proud of that. You’re just too slow, and whilst your biscuits are low calorie when I only have one, my stupid hand keeps putting five in my mouth. This just isn’t going to work anymore.

Just over two years ago I embarked on the evil Cambridge Diet plan – four soups / milkshakes a day for three months of sheer hell and a flabulous loss of around 3 stones in weight. It would have been perfect had it not been quickly followed by a 5 stone gain. (I stopped short of my goal weight instead of finishing properly, which, is supposed to mean you don’t put the weight back on).

Against even my own advice to friends and family, I am going back on Cambridge. No sugar coating, I care more about what the scales say right now than I do about anything else. I don’t want to be allowed to eat ANY food, because I will just eat all the food. I’m a hoover, and I want to be a… broomstick? I think.

So today is day one, I’ve had one vile chocolate ‘shake’, and will somehow force three more of those down my neck before the end of the day.

Starting weight: 18 stone 11lb (according to the diet counsellors scales – although I definitely lost 9lb last month so I’m not really sure about that… whatever.)

Here we go again.