Dear Karmic Forces,
I realise that I need to lose weight. About 12 kg's worth if we're being picky. I also realise that the 'wishful thinking' version of dieting I was undertaking (you know - the one where you wish you were slimmer, you wish you fitted into your clothes better and you wished you didn't look quite so... fat, in photos. Yeah, that one!) wasn't actually working but I don't think that sending me a hearty dose of food poisoning was a very nice thing to do.
Sure it kick-started the weight loss. 4 kgs in the first 12 or so hours is impressive by anyone's standards. And I'll admit that the extra kg I've lost since then just because I still can't eat anything is a bonus. The fact that I probably will never be able to eat that particular brand of fast-food ever, ever, ever again probably isn't altogether bad either.
But still. It wasn't the kindest way to tell me to start being more aware of what's going into my mouth and to watch how much of it is going that way too. Then again, maybe it was just the kick in the backside I needed.
Much love,
(from a mummy who is about 5 kg closer to her goal weight)
Red Dirt Mummy xxx
3 comments:
Oh. Send those Forces over here, will ya, please? ;-)
Though, nah...
A survey is just out in the UK, showing men prefer "curves" to slim - excellent reason to give up bothering about weightloss:
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-1223331/Men-prefer-curvier-ladies-size-zero-women.html
So come on, we want more cakes, the last one was lovely! Hope you're feeling better soon..
Oh, sweetie, I feel your pain. Mine was a few years ago but I will never, ever, ever eat at a chain called Applebee's again. That's a rough way to lose weight and takes a long time to feel "right" again. Just seeing commercials for that particular restaurant makes me feel queasy. Just take it easy. You'll feel better soon.
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