I don't have scales in my house. On the occasions in the past that I have made a concerted attempt to lose weight, I have become obsessive about weighing myself, sometimes several times a day, and I know that for my mental health this is not an advisable activity.
My GP weighed me yesterday, and I came in at 108kg. She has invited me to go back in 6 weeks for another weigh-in. I figure that's a pretty good length of time for me to give this a really good go and see some results that are meaningful in the scale of the task ahead of me. Knowing that I might lose a half a kilo in a week would be neither here nor there. Losing 3 kilos in 6 weeks I could be more pleased with.
For the first time in any of my attempts, I have decided to take an accurate measure of my size and make a photographic record. This is a pretty big deal for me. I generally hate having my photo taken, for obvious reasons, and hate looking at the results even more. The fact that I'm willing to put these out here is a measure of my faith and determination that this is going to bloody well work!
So here are my starting stats and pictures:
Waist 47"
Under bust 42"
Full bust 46"
Hips 54"
Right thigh 30"
Right arm 14.5"
I've now eaten my chicken and vegetables, all 300kCal of them, and I feel absolutely stuffed. My sweet loving boyfriend ate the same food and declared it delicious. And then had pudding! I didn't actually want any. If every fast day goes this well, and the promised results are forthcoming, this could be one hell of a ride.
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