In order to help our middle daughter shed a few pounds, we’re all going to take part, because we are all a little way from where we should be (hell, who am I kidding – I’m heavier than I’ve ever been).
We’re “officially” starting today, so all stepped on the scales this morning, and recorded our weights into a Google Spreadsheet. We’re going to weigh in each Monday morning apparently, to see who’s doing the best. We already decided we’re going to mark progress as a percentage of each person’s starting weight, rather than the actual amount lost.
Of course we’re not all playing the game – our youngest has no weight to lose (apart from the massive burger she vanished at the weekend).
Here’s my masterplan to make sure I win – stop eating between meals. That’s it. Really scientific, isn’t it. If I just cut out snacks, I know the weight will fall off me, because I’ve done it before. I guess we also have an advantage in that we have a coeliac, and a vegatarian in the house, so most of our meals are healthy anyway.
I’m also going to start running again. I ran back from the kids dance practice the other evening after dropping them off – it’s only a mile, but I knew I had done it. If I can at least get back to running a few kilometres somewhat regularly, I’ll be happy. In some ways I miss running, because it was “me” time – time away from everybody and everything else.
Oh, and just for the record – just because IÂ can stop myself from eating between meals doesn’t mean it isÂ easy.Â I could kill for a chocolate cookie right now.