Tag Archives: Weight watchers

The #WedFit Series

5 Jan

So, here we are January 2016 and I am less than 7 months away from my wedding.

Everything has stalled over the past couple of months, I couldn’t get lower than 15st2lbs before December and I still haven’t hit my 40lb off goal.

It doesn’t matter at all. I would say I plateaued but the reality is I wasn’t eating as well in November or being consistent. I became heavily re-addicted to sugar. And then along came December… Oh boy! It started well actually, I tried my hand at #AdventRunning and ran every day for the first half of the month until I got a virus or chest infection or something. I had an awful cough, lost my voice and spent a lot of time in bed.

As soon as I was better, the Christmas parties started, I drank every day, ate my favourite sugary foods, drank some more, ate oil and salt and fat. I ate so much over Christmas that it got to the point where I actually felt sick for about 3 days in a row, I still didn’t stop eating though.

I binge ate so hard that one day I ate profiteroles for breakfast (and lunch). I had fun.

I weighed on and off during Christmas and just before NYE I was up 5lbs. Could have been worse.

My only regret is that I was quite bloated by the time NYE rolled around and you could see my little tummy through my dress. I always use NYE as my comparisons for my weight loss as it was in January 2012 that my journey started.

Here is how it’s gone over the past 6 New Year’s Eve events (including the year before I started actively trying to lose weight).

PhotoGrid_1452006744052

I’m not back at year 3 yet but getting there. But I have clearly been up and down.

I can’t currently tell you what I weigh because when I stepped on the scales on the 4th January… This is the message I got:

20160104_062314

Welp!

The batteries are dead, I’ve got some more now so in my next post you can have a weight update.

So, what now! Well I want to look my very best for my wedding in July 2016. With just under 7 months to go I have so much to do when it comes to planning and so much to do when it comes to being the best version of me I can be.

Welcome to the #Wedfit Series.

For the next few months the blog will be focusing on how I go about getting fit for the wedding, ups and downs, lefts and rights.

I know what you’re all going to say, because everyone has said it already. Yes I will look beautiful on the wedding day regardless of my size but I don’t want to look back at my photos and feel like I didn’t look my best. It is as simple as that.

And as for after… Well, what comes after weddings? I want to be in my best shape for the rest of my life. The wedding is an interim landmark.

Scales are not the only measure of getting in shape as we all know. I have also taken my measurements which currently stand at this:

IMG-20160105-WA0005

And my schedule for January is hectic with an eating and exercise programme that will kick start me back on the road.

I’ve gone back to minimal sugar… not zero sugar, but minimal. That means no processed foods, no alcohol, no sweets or sweet treats and fizzy drinks. I do have an exception to this though. It is my birthday in about 5 days and on my birthday I will have a slice of cake.

I’m not planning on beating myself up if I go to dinner and don’t check if they add sugar, but I will be making a conscious decision to pick the healthier options on the menu.

Home-made lunches (saves the pennies too).

Avoiding the dodgy takeaways.

It’s no use me working out hard if I plan on eating soft. The sugar free WhatsApp group is back up and running, my support system is epic!

As for the working out, I have signed up for a month of unltd classes at BoomCycle. A spin studio near my work. I love the sessions there, they work every fibre of your body and I feel cleansed at the end. My aim is to go three times a week.

I’m also still running with Run Dem Crew. They are family to me and I won’t be able to do this journey without them and their spectacular encouragement.

I’ve also purchased the new Davina McCall DVD for those times when I am at home and haven’t exercised. It is a series of 15 minute work outs and I’ve heard nothing but great things. Watch out for some videos J

My ultimate goal for January is to reach my 40lb weight loss. It’s been a long time coming and I need a new charm for my bracelet.

I’m going to be instagramming and giving weekly blog updates, so follow me on @specialee85 to see regular pics. I’m also going to be using the hashtags #WedFit, #FromFatToPhat, ~ItWasntFastButItWasDone and #TheAdus2016

Join me, let’s have some fun with it. Send me work outs to try, challenges to get involved with, invite me to train with you! Help me get #WedFit!

Advertisements

Bonjour!

5 Mar

This weekend was my first major test. My first chance to show how my training was progressing. Really progressing.

The Paris half marathon.

What a weekend.

Me and Chris were up at 4am to get the 7am train to Paris. A mixture of excitement and nerves. Having never been to France before it was very exciting for so many reasons.

How am I so excited at 5.30am??

How am I so excited at 5.30am??

I decided to treat the run as just another training run but the reality was I wanted to run this non-stop, I wanted to pull in a good time and I wanted to feel like I’d won, this was never going to be “just another training run”.

We spent the Friday and Saturday doing some touristy bits and hanging with some of the Crew. Run Dem Crew love was major this weekend. RDC supports you at the best (and worst of times) but it was a whole other level this time. So many words of much-needed advice and love.

Hit up a party on Friday night. I bumped in to the gorgeous presenter, George Lamb.

I met George Lamb! Gorgeousness

I met George Lamb! Gorgeousness

Saturday we hit some of the tourist spots and generally tried to keep our creeping nerves at bay. There was a tension in the air, broken only by the fact that I had forgotten my jogging bottoms so bought some more but they in fact turned out to be mens long johns!! with that front pocket bit for easy access to the crown jewels. #fail!

We were in bed by 9pm on Saturday night, anxious to get enough sleep to leave us ready and refreshed for the morning.

we were up at 6.45 and outside the meeting point for 8.30 for the group photo and final words of support

The crew ready to roll

The crew ready to roll

Earlier that morning I had tweeted one word “nervous” and before we headed off to our “pens”, like lambs to the slaughter house, a few guys pulled me to one side, gave me hugs and whispered words of super encouragement. It really helped. You guys know who you are, so thank you!

So I dunno if French people time is like BMT but the race did not start at 10am. We were in our holding area until almost 11am. The time was passed with warm up exercises to universally annoying songs such as Gangnam Style. We had a ball!

Lots of hand waving

Lots of hand waving

My buddy during our time in the pen

My buddy, Tahirah and I during our time in the pen

Trying to hold back the nerves

Trying to hold back the nerves

And then we were off. The sun was shining and I was ripe and ready. I started with Tahirah and Charlie and as I passed the start line I had a real “oh Sh*t” moment but I was in it now.

I was determined not to start off too fast, but how did I know if too fast was too fast??? I’d soon find out.

We lost Tahirah after a couple of km. So Charlie and I ploughed on. Pushing each other and chatting when the silence got too much. Checking the other was ok. Too fast, let’s slow it down a bit.

I tried to take a couple of photos using the front facing camera on my phone but it didn’t work haha. I just have shots of my nose and the sky.

We hit 10k just after an hour. Doing pretty much 10min miles. We needed the loo. Found one but there was a slight queue, we didn’t to hang on so off we went again. A while down the road we saw a free toilet. We went for it. Watches paused. When it came to my turn, the door wouldn’t close. Charlie protected my modesty whilst I pee’d in the fastest time ever.

Off we went again. A hill. Nothing I hadn’t come across in training but it seemed to come from nowhere. It threw me for a moment but I pushed through. I was tired at the top. we dropped the pace just slightly and then pressed on.

11km, 12km, 13km and on and one, I know around 15km I was feeling very tired. But I just kept thinking at in 3km more I would be seeing my crew. Cheer Dem Squad are a vital part of RDC. Those who aren’t running, coming down to cheer you on and support you like you’ve never been supported before.

As we approached the 18km marker we talked about how much we needed those cheers. 18km was there, where were Cheer Dem!! OMG what if they had left us, but all of a sudden I could hear a mass of people calling my name, ringing cow bells and complete joy. They were here and they were cheering for us! Gun fingers in the air and smiling like lunatics we ran past the crew and it was alright again. Yes! we were so close now, we could do this!

Being given life by the Cheer Dem Crew

Being given life by the Cheer Dem Crew

We are winners!

We are winners!

So on we went. rejuvenated by love. Between 18km and 20km it seemed to really drag. Like, come on now, surely I’ve run far enough.

20km to 21km got really interesting… What’s that in the distance. Balloons!! it must be the finish……NO! Someone had the bright idea to make an arch of balloons about 400m from the finish. So confusing but I’m glad I didn’t do my sprint finish.

100m to the finish and yet more Run Dem Crew cheering us on. Those who had already finished had come back to see us through. And see us through they did. The end was there… Time for the sprint, lets finish strong! and we were off! Booom, across the finish line like a G!

Couldn't have done it without you Charlie

Couldn’t have done it without you Charlie

Check the bling!!!

Check the bling!!!

Did I really just do this? Half a Marathon, like a race. Not for practice with breaks at traffic lights or a little sit down at 10k.  I ran a whole half marathon.

I’ll admit it, I had a little tear up! high fives and hugs with my running partner. I was so lucky to have her!

my watch time was 2hours 17 mins and 58 seconds, the official time (sadly not taking in to account my wee break) was 2 hours, 21mins and 25secs. I’m happy either way!! Very, very happy.

Job not done though, I still had my Chris to see through the finish line. I had to be there to cheer him on and I definitely had to run him through the finish line.

Seeing him approaching in the distance, I have never felt such love or pride for someone. It was clear he was in pain having had issues with his knees for so long but knowing that he went on and did da ting was just amazing. Lesser people would have quit. Not my king!

A couple that runs together....

A couple that runs together….

Never happier!

Job done, I passed the halfway part of the journey, half marathon race under my belt, time to up that mileage and get ready to run this marathon. 6 weeks to go! Lets do this! Thinking back, it was hard, but at no point did I feel like I really couldn’t go on. I’m ready to keep going. It weren’t easy but it was so doable. Training works maaaaan.

You can watch a video of me going through different check points here. See if you can spot my (trademark) pink headband.

That night, we linked up with all the other crews who are part of the Bridge the Gap family, the guys who just like RDC are a movement in their cities. Paris Running Club hosted an epic party for us.

I’ve met some seriously fantastic people. I have to thank Charlie Dark and all the Run Dem Crew for the amazing support. Cheer Dem Crew, including Clare and Araba for super cheering!  And my King for being so, so inspirational. We did it babe.

This weekend will forever stay in my memory.

I’m Giving Up!

7 Aug

 

 

That’s right, I’m giving up, but it’s not what you think.
I am giving up certain vices which I feel might be hindering my progress.
I have come to the realisation that yes, I am losing weight but am I making enough significant changes to improve my health.
I may stick to my points allowance, but I eat more chocolate and sweet snacks these days then I did before Weight Watchers. A weight watchers Chew toffee Popcorn bars (one of my faves) is 2pro points per bar and I’ll often have one of these or a sister bar in the afternoon. The Honey Oat Morning Breakfast bar is another favorite. I  might have one of those a day as well. Over all I use about 6 – 8 pro points a day on chocolaty/sweet WW snacks.
It’s time to stop that. So I’m quitting the snacks. I already eat quite a bit of fruit daily but now I will be replacing these snacks with more fruit and more water.
I must say though, I am not giving up the cake completely, I do believe that its cool to have the odd treat or nice bit of cake but this daily sweet snacking is stopping!
I’m quitting!!!
Again, it’s not what you think.
I don’t drink a lot anyway, but I have decided to quit the booze. Last night, popped into a bar with the BF and some friends to watch the amazing Men’s 100m Finals. Went to the bar and thought, hmmm let me have a drink. I’ll be good. No wine (about 4pro points), a rum and diet coke (2 pro points). Got back to the table, took one sip, 30 seconds later managed to whack the glass off the table. A sure sign that I should not have been letting that booze past my luscious lips. I didn’t bother to buy a new one. I made the decision right there to stop drinking.
I’m walking away!!
It’s not what….oh, you get the gist.
I’m walking away from red meat. I find even buying lean products there is still a lot of fat in there and think I would benefit from leaning towards getting essential fats from fish and a more white meat based diet. So I’m walking away from the red meat. I’ll give it a go for a month and see what happens. To be honest I don’t eat much red meat anyway so this won’t be too hard.
So those are the changes I have decided to make diet wise which I hope will really really boost the next phase of my journey.
Now, let me tell you about my first Spartan Fam work out on Friday. I had so much fun. I was really nervous beforehand. I arrived at 1948 in Shoreditch (Shoreditch is way too cool for the likes of me) very early and was greeted by the lovely Alicia Creates. She told me to take a look around the shop and chill. People started flitting in one by one and every one was ridiculously friendly. I gained a real sense of community from them all. They were so excited to be there and really took the time to make me feel comfortable and welcome.
The leader of the Spartan Fam arrived and dished out free VitaCoco. I’m quite undecided about this stuff. The original flavour is not to my tastes but the pineapple one was divine. So hydrated and refreshed the group set out to the spot where the work out commences. A little park up towards Hackney. We took a leisurely jog over to get us warmed up.
In the park, people looked at us in amazement. A massive group of us took over the play park and set to work. I say took over but there was plenty of space for us and the kiddies already using the fun stuff.
Circuits commenced, using the play park equipment as our gym and our bodies as our weights. Squats, lunges, pull ups, press ups, planks, sit ups and dreaded burpees. We partnered up and there was no messing. It was hard. I have no upper body strength so found it a real challenge, but I was encouraged by the long timers and the newbie’s also looked out for each other as well. Sympathy glances and nods of encouragement. It was ace. Once that was over, we headed to the adjoining field where the cardio section began. Unfortunately, I managed to pull a muscle in my quad, which ruled me out of running but whilst the rest of the team did sprint circuits and what I feel was also a good bit of team building, I had one of the Spartan Fam organisers showing me how to do press ups and doing ab work drills with me, I might have been injured but the work out didn’t stop. I loved every second of it.
Work out done every one headed back to 1948 for a quick stretch and cool down and some exciting news updates.
Then like a true community we feasted! A hardcore group of us headed to Nandos where yet again that community bond was made tighter.
Bad leg aside, I really enjoyed myself, come Sunday I couldn’t fully extend my arms, so they definitely got a work out.
Chaka warned the group during the cool down that we have to do our homework. Of course, the hard work doesn’t stop just because we aren’t in class. Chaka is a man who wont suffer fools gladly. Be prepared to work hard or go home. His homework videos are a way of continuing to build on the Friday sessions.
He has a youtube channel full of fantastic videos which start right from the beginning. Introductions to pull ups and squats amongst over things.
There are 13 homework videos. I’m obviously starting at number one as I have been warned they get progressively harder as you go on, but I don’t want to go to class on Friday and be the one who clearly ain’t been studying.
I’ve come to realise over the past few weeks, that my journey is not just about losing weight because my doctor told me too, it’s about getting in to the best shape I could ever possibly be in. It’s time to step up my game.
Below is my new “before” photo. This is now the one I will be comparing all future photos to. It’s no longer about seeing less fat, but about getting stronger, fitter and being a better me!

My New before photo! yay

There are no excuses, so as the cool kids say… Leggoooooo!

Guest Post – Team Last Year I’m Fat

5 Aug

A close friend of mine wrote this lovely piece for me on her weightloss journey. She continues to inspire me and help me daily. Enjoy.

I wasn’t always fat, but I’ve always loved food. That change came about when I got pregnant. Every time someone saw me they fed me, they piled it on, lovingly, they watched while I fed the life inside of me and my ever growing self. I didn’t notice and before you knew it I had put on five and a half stone. That’s a lot of weight but I felt no urgency, no one said anything, I was still beautiful, I was tall and everyone said how well I looked. I think they lied to me you know.

Some of the weight came off, but not all of it, I tried all the diets but I never again got back to my pre-pregnancy weight, I still haven’t. I had another baby but was more careful that time and only put on 1 stone. I was still fat though.

My husband left I put on more weigh though the stress and the heartache, some people lose weight when they are heartbroken but not me. I eat and eat to fill the hole of loss.

A year after he left I had to give up the car and an amazing thing happened. I started to lose weight without even thinking about it, by this time my eating had become more normal. I walked everywhere and still do. If I don’t have the kids and I have the time I walk – whether it’s one mile or six.

In 8 months I lost four stone. From doing nothing but walking my arse off. People didn’t recognise me, I felt really good about myself. I think for the first time in a long time I really was feeling myself, I was more than a mum and wife I was Sabrina. Something so small can make such a difference, I realised that my husband leaving was probably one of the best things that had ever happened to me and I started doing things that made me happy like going natural, being vegetarian, wearing clothes I liked, I am the person I want to be now.

Like an addiction losing weight is something you can only do when you and your body is ready, it’s even harder because we all need food to live, it’s not like alcohol where you can say “I know it’s bad for me so I’m going to give it up COMPLETELY”. The fight to control your urge to over eat is a daily struggle. Three times a day I have to decide I’m not going to eat my children’s left overs, or I’m not going to eat the last 2 biscuits and choose to eat something healthy, rather than something quick. The hardest thing of all is keeping it off.

So it’s been two years since I lost that weight, I’ve only put back on one stone, I could be despondent about that but I’m happy with that achievement I could have put it all back on, now I’m on a path to lose that and lose one more, 28lb, by the end of the year. That is more than doable.

I choose to be kind to myself about this, I work out, I just did the 5k race for life, I work, I look after my kids and this is not a race, but I really would like this to be the last year I’m fat.

20120805-144042.jpg

Are The Numbers Important?

3 Aug
So from Wednesday’s post you can see that I’ve worked quite hard this week.
 
Running, cycling, training and eating much better.
To break it down a bit more, Sunday I trained with the Spartan Family. Monday I ran with the Run Dem Crew West, Wednesday I cycled 8.5k.
I also  cut out a lot of my weightwatchers snacks for fruit during the day.
 
So now we’re at Thursday and I wake up and think today is going to be a good day, then as I walk to the kitchen I spot the scales… I think to myself “I wonder how well I have done” Step on and BOOM 1lb ON! what the frick? How can I have put a lb on and this is when I’m starkers. It just put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day.
 
I know I shouldn’t have weighed myself but I’m glad I found out before the meeting as I had the day to prepare. At the meeting I told my leader what had happened and knowing a whole 10 hours had passed I told her I didn’t want to know what the final number was. So I have no idea how much I officially put on but I am so, so disappointed.
 
I can’t let it affect the week ahead though. I will stick with it. Train and track, train and track. It’s the way forward. Also, I did lose about an inch from hip and waist so I guess that’s something, but from a discussion with my leader, I don’t think it is possible to hit my goal of being under 15stone by the end of August
 
This had me so down that I forgot how far I have come and how much work I put in this week which although didn’t show up on the scales, must have done my fitness some major good. By its very nature with weightwatchers its all about the numbers and seeing the smaller numbers each week. Counting down to the ultimate goal weight and whilst I do need to get to that weight (12.7stone) surely after week like the one I have had I should take heart from the fact that I pushed my body this week. I came right out of my comfort zones and I went for it. Are the numbers really important or is it more about the benefits from putting my all in? I don’t fully know at the moment but I suspect its a mixture of the two. I’d love to hear your thoughts.
 
But moving on. Let me tell you about my bike ride. Ooooh I feel so proud of myself.
 
Image
Picked up the bike, put on new lights and oiled the chain etc. Then rode 8.5km from Brixton to Lewisham. So glad I picked up the gel cushioned seat cover otherwise that little ride would have really bruised my poor toosh. Took me 45 mins, with a little break halfway through. I used RunKeeper to track the journey, but paused it on my stop and forgot to restart it until I was almost home so it only registered 6.5km of the ride. Oh well. I was quite nervous about riding on the roads so I had printed off a map which would have used quite roads and backstreets, but it was so confusing I decided to go the way I would have driven. It took me thought Camberwell, Peckham and New Cross, then Deptford in to Lewisham. The hardest part as always was Belmont hill. That was probably the slowest part of my journey. I did it though. Happy days I tell ya.
 
Image
 
Thighs felt quite sore on Thursday but the good kind of sore. I just need to learn how to use the gears. I don’t understand them.
 
I am going to cycle my 10k running route this weekend. Up through Kidbrook, Blackheath and in to Lewisham via Deptford again. If anyone knows what a good 10k cycling time is, please let me know. Thanks.
 
I’m off tonight to my first proper Spartan Family work out session. I’ll try and post over the weekend with how it all went and how I felt about it.
 
 Image
For now, have an amazing weekend.
 
xxx

Weigh in. (sometimes miracles happen)

8 Jun

Hi guys!

Firstly, an apology. I promised a special blog post last Sunday and it hasn’t yet gone up. That’s because I am rubbish. It will be up in the next couple of days. 🙂 It’s worth waiting for.

Ok, back to business as usual.

Been an odd week. Mainly because due to the Queens jubilee we had a 4 day weekend here in the UK. A weekend when the Queen wanted us to party like rockstars. And party we did.

20120608-090336.jpg

I had a massively amazing blow out. Quick run down.

Friday: Wetherspoons with the Mister. Sharing platter. Dessert. Booze.

Saturday: Pizza with the Mister. (I promised myself Dominos once I got under 16st).

Sunday: A good day 🙂

Monday: One of my besties came to stay. She bought homemade cheesecake. Two kinds. Nom. We had wine. Lots of it. And those BBQ skewer type things. Super nom.

Tuesday: chilli and oven chips. Homemade chilli. Mmmmmm

Now, I know all of that was way over my dailies and weeklies. I didn’t track as I had no access to e-source – the online weight watchers tracking system.

The one thing I did do well this week was exercise. I ran 4 times i think. Beat last weeks mileage anyway.

20120608-083604.jpg

But I had to be realistic. Was running a few times really going to burn off all that food and drink?
No way mate.

By Thursday morning I was feeling really crappy. Why couldn’t I have more restraint? Resisted the urge. The pizza could have waited till this weekend.

I felt like I had subconsciously done this on purpose.

Begged Bethalicious for the scales in the morning. I had to know before the meeting what I had let myself in for. Be prepared for the damage. I’m pleased to say she stayed strong. Gave me a stern look and told me not to be silly. I sulked.

We made a deal. If I had put on weight Beth would owe me a run (if one day I couldn’t be bothered to run, she would go for me) and vice versa if I had lost weight.

Got to the meeting and I think one of the first things I said to my leader was that I had put on.

I think half the meeting were in the same boat as me as it was a very small meeting. I’m guessing people took a week off to undo the jubilee naughtiness heehee. But one think I have learnt is that there is no point hiding from the truth. Just find out, deal with it and start again. Even if you lose weight. Take each new week and day as a fresh start.

I told the leader, Saz, that I didn’t want to know the damage as I stepped on the scales. “Are you sure?” she said. I opened on eye and looked at her.

Half a lb off! I almost fainted.

So miracles can happen.

I don’t know how it happened but man, I was pleased.
I won’t be doing that again though (famous last words).

I made a secret promise to myself that I won’t ever be over 16stone again and I almost undid that promise in less than a week. Fool of a Took!

I know that not every week will be a perfect week but everything in moderation. I know I can enjoy the things I want with tracking and planning, but in all honesty, I just binged this week.

My e-source is up and running again. I would love a lb and a half this week, but no pressure. I’ll see what happens.

See you in a few days. As always love and kisses. Please comment and share

X

Thursday, Thursday

31 May

Happy Thursday everyone!

Well Friday by the time most of you read this. Heehee

Sooooo. Weigh in day today.

Once again the nerves got me as the clock crept closer to 5.30pm

Going over in my head all the snacks and indulgences I’d had. Was the exercise enough to counter it?

Was I finally going to under 16stone. A whole new weight bracket.

I just knew I shouldn’t have had pizza express on Sunday. And what about that Tesco finest paella I had on Wednesday!! Eeeeek

I have been very naughty this week, I weighed myself in the week and didn’t like what I saw. Beth (flatmate) if you’re reading this, please hide the scales again.

So yes, very nervous.

Also, the deal I had made with my weight watchers leader was to be UNDER 16stone. Not 16stone on the button.

So I get to the meeting. I do the shop there. It’s something I really enjoy and allows me to talk to loads of members and find out how they are doing.

So I set up the shop.

It usually looks like this:

20120531-225818.jpg

And decided it was now or never. I didn’t want to look at the scales. Saz told me to take off my glasses so I couldn’t see. I felt so certain of disappointment. And then I heard my Leader say “sorry Leeanne”…….

JOKE

1lb off! 15stone 13lbs. A new official!!! Officially under SIXTEEN STONE!

Fricking ace!

Actual tears in my eyes. So so happy.

So hear we are. I’m in bed, smiling like a loon.

Also feeling a bit smug that I got up at 6am this morning to run a 5k.

Basically, I’m on fire!

The only thing that can stop me is me.

Please look out for a very special post on Sunday. Xxxx

I’ll leave you with this…

20120531-230857.jpg

Weigh In Day!

24 May

Got to love Thursday’s.

Especially this particular Thursday.

The sun has been shining. Finally spring has sprung. It’s gorgeous out there.

Thursday’s are my Weightwatchers weigh in day. Even when I have tracked really well and done plenty of exercise I still feel nervous. Once when I had put on weight, it was after tracking and exercise galore so I always get a bit wary.

The past few weeks, as I mentioned in an earlier post, I have been trying to reach my mini goal of 16stone. Erm some of you will read back this blog and see around this time last year I mentioned getting to 16stone….I might have exaggerated. :-/

If I remember correctly I actually got to 16st 1lb. Sorry!!!

Well, no more fibs!

I lost 1.5lbs this week and finally reached that milestone! 16st on the button

I felt genuinely emotional.

Back in 2009 I managed to get to 15st10 (roughly) and that’s the lightest I remember being as an adult.

But in recent times, I have not managed to get under 16st so I hope you can all share how great I feel about this. No fibs or exaggerations. Yay me!

20120524-233338.jpg

The picture above is my proof for y’all, heehee. It’s my Weightwatchers tracking card. Ain’t it pretty???

Moving on slightly, the past week I have seen some amazing progress pictures from my friends and acquaintances. Not just weight loss but health and fitness challenges you guys have set yourselves.

It made me feel so proud and I feel like we should celebrate our successes and achievements so I have decided to start a new project!

I will be be featuring those friends and their successes on my blog. I haven’t sorted the final details but it will probably a fortnightly post including a little interview with the amazing people and some pictures.

I am not the only one on a journey and I can’t wait to show you the others.

Watch this space and expect the first one up in the next couple of weeks. 🙂

Final bit of news in this update.

My boyfriend bought me a gorgeous watch for Xmas that had this amazing wrap around strap.

When I first wore the watch it was fastened on the second notch.

This is the notch I wear it on now:

20120524-234244.jpg

Welcome to notch number 7! Pow!

Toddles xxxx