Do you ever catch a glimpse of yourself as you walk down the frozen aisle in the supermarket? Well I get my shopping delivered so I have totally missed that reflection bombshell! My goodness me I have definitely eaten all the pies in this house!
Having children has given me more body confidence than I ever had as a teen. I have learned that my body is amazing, housing little humans and giving them everything they need. It can survive on little sleep and gets me from A to B. It is a body to cherish and I no longer look at myself and feel repulsed by the woman looking back at me.
But still, when you catch a glimpse of your bingo wings it is hardly something to smile at. My body is amazing, yes, but it should also be treated like a temple and I don’t believe temples need filling to the brim with pots of Pringles!
God I love Pringles…
That’s the problem really, I love food! I love all of the food. I grew up in an environment where diets were the norm. Diet upon diet, nothing ever doing the job. I definitely don’t want to be like that, I don’t want my children to see me depriving myself or gorging on junk. So I need to try and stop with the overeating but in a way that still allows me to enjoy a treat when I want it.
Thing is, I’m a cheapskate. I refuse to pay a fiver to sit in a group and hear about Barbs and her bad night of eating 27 cocktail sausages. I need something that keeps me on track and inspires me to keep going. Any ideas?
I also need to stop being so lazy! My god I am lazy. I have started walking to school a bit more but it isn’t enough, I need to do more but time is an issue here. When do people fit it in?
I want to catch sight of myself and think ‘oh I look nice today’. That is my goal, not sizes or numbers especially, although I reckon 2 stone would be about right. That or I just need to ride it out until autumn and then I’ll be so wrapped up in snuggle jumpers I won’t see the bingo wings haha!!
Wish me luck!