When I started my ‘new life’ in January, I was fully expecting to have given up and gone back to my old ways by March. After having a baby in 2010 (and subsequently eating and drinking the world for 3 whole years), I rocketed from 10stone to 15, yes, FIFTEEN!! I had gone from a size 10 to almost a size 20 in just 3 years.
Whilst I spent a lot of this time trying to justify to myself that it was fine, because I was happy & I could eat and drink what I wanted. The reality was, that I was a bit miserable. I looked absolutely awful. Clothes didn’t sit right, I could no longer look thinner by trying to hold my stomach in. I had to live in black clothes to help disguise my figure. The awful, flabby, saggy, stretched sight that met me in the mirror every morning made me look like I was a pensioner, not the mere 30years that I was.