Fixated On Shaping Up

So, I'm on week three of my Slimming World 'journey' and it's going pretty well, I've lost 14.5lbs so far. Pretty happy with that, especially with all the stuff we have going on at the moment. My lovely wife was last week diagnosed with PCOS (Poly-Cystic Ovary Syndrome) by the consultant we saw.  We have been trying to have a baby for a few years now unsuccessfully, so in many ways this diagnosis is a slight relief; at least now we know what is going on, and a great friend of mine who suffers from PCOS has just delivered her healthy baby, so that is reassuring.  What it does mean however is that in order to increase the chances of conception, Caroline has to make some dietary changes cutting out wheat, dairy, soy and a few other things.  As we have literally been following the Slimming World plan for only two weeks, this has meant big changes again, not to mention some emotional turmoil! Given the upheaval I'm quite pleased that I mostly managed to stay on

As I write this I'm about two hours shy of my first weigh in at my Slimming World group.  Bit nervous but more in anticipation than anything else. Been pretty good this week, taken it seriously, although I'm still getting my head round eating anything other than salads for lunch! I hadn't told my wife I was joining, mostly in case I chickened out and didn't actually do it. Well, that and I wanted an in person reaction rather than over the phone! She is very happy and has been super supportive, as I would expect, she generally is, she is even joining in with me, not so much with the meetings but with keeping track of Syns and eating better. So, week 1 has been an interesting one, I jumped in with both feet, breakfasting on fruit and yoghurt most days, salads/jacket potatoes for lunches and proper grown up meals at night. Snacks have been pretty much fruit based, although the odd pack of Walkers Sunbites have crept in (they are delicious although generally not that

So, I've been fat for years.  Yup, I said it. I have always thought of myself as being fat, way back to being maybe 13 or 14, when the reality is I was a slightly chubby teenager but certainly nothing to be concerned about.  I spent my teenage years into my mid twenties working at McDonald's which I'm pretty sure didn't help my weight, although mostly I am lazy and drink too much fizzy pop, Coke in particular. My wife and I are trying to have kids and although tests have shown no problems, losing weight won't hurt the process. I'm tired all the time, and I'm a bit of sick of having sore legs after particuarly busy days at work. As you may know, I don't drink, at all, and I'm always a bit glib when I talk about why, giving silly answers but the truth is, I have always had what you could call an addictive personality.  Whether it be collecting records, or not missing a single episode of wrestling since I was 19, I have my issues. What I also ha