Actually it began a few weeks back.
Or if you REALLY want to be pernickety it started days and weeks and months and years and cakes and biscuits and sandwiches ago.
Anyhow. I'm 20 years old, 5 foot 3 inches tall, and up until 5 and a half weeks ago I was 15 Stone 10 Pounds, the heaviest I have ever, and WILL ever be.
I have dieted and failed before. Or more accurately I have dieted and lost weight, then gained it all back with interest.
The GI diet
The GI Jeans Diet
The Little Black Dress Diet
The 7 Day Desperation Diet
A Veggie version of the Atkins Diet
Various plans ripped out of magazines.
and most successfully- The heartbreak diet ( Take one phenomenally happy and in love relationship, watch it self destruct around you whilst only eating oranges and hot cross buns for a week. You'll lose a stone but that's mainly from the heart being torn out of your chest.)
If any of those had worked in the long run I wouldn't be here now.
But clearly I am.
I started University(Contemporary Theatre and Performance thankyouverymuch) about a stone ago. They were the best of times, they were the...best of times some more. But I kept putting on yet more weight. I tried diets whilst I was there but they all went out the window when it came to drinking games and being able to eat whatever the hell I wanted whenever the hell I wanted because I was buying my own food for once.
My best friend is also a 'Big' girl, maybe a similar size to me, I really couldn't tell you. I am incapable of seeing myself at the size I really am. But I can see how big she is, and when your lecturers mix the two of you up because you clearly DO look alike, that is when it is time to CHANGE.
So coming home for the summer I knew that this summer could make or break me, weight loss wise. This may be the last long summer stretch of nothing-time I get in which to focus solely on changing my habits for the better. On my aunts recommendation my mum and I joined weight-watchers( she doesn't need to lose any weight but I think she knows I would have been too scared to go alone).
And for the first time ever, I'm losing weight slowly, but steadily, not feeling hungry, FINALLY getting the hang of portion sizes.
I've lost 10 and a half pounds so far, and I'm gonna keep right on losing.
I'm starting this blog so I can write what I feel about this journey- the things I maybe couldnt tell to someone face to face-and to keep me on track. Hopefully I can inspire some other inbetweenager to take control of their life, and their health, and make their world a happier place to be.
Let's you and me get thin together.