So last night was The First Night. Our first weigh-in and enough information about points, daily allowances, fast track meals and all other kinds of fatty-boom-boom lingo to make you pop.
But the first one is the hardest, and we did it. Both of us (have I mentioned Jack is taking part too?) are both heavier than we thought (I blame the wellies I refused to take off) and kind of got depressed.
However, we trooped on, met all the other people at the meeting - 2 blokes, 8 women, 6 of us were new, me being the youngest. The usual leader wasn't there - I'm sort of hoping she'll be really mean so I'm too scared to eat! Is that wrong? I don't care.
So I'm allowed 21 points per day, and my goal is to lose 9lb this week - which I can absolutely guarantee is never going to happen. Nearly a stone in a week?! Obscene. Jack is supposed to lose around 2 stone which is just ridiculous, but you never know, miracles maybe do happen (but I very much doubt it).
I need to start doing some exercise too, and since it's so insanely snowy and cold outside I'm not going to go out this week and get drunk, which will save me many a point and hopefully lose me many a pound. Every little helps!
It's weird, but I'm strangely looking forward to having some structure in my life. I have to learn I can't just eat anything I want to, and when I'm too lazy to make anything, just pop to the chippy. Not going to happen anymore. By July, I want shoulder length hair (currently measuring at 1/2 an inch long) and to be 2 dress sizes smaller. If I can look hot for my graduation photo, Mammy ELC will be mega happy.
Will update soon.
ELC <3
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I meant to start my diet, or rather just cutting back on crap, today. It's 3.15 and I've had one Wispa Gold and two pieces of Christmas cake. Oops. xx
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