Has it been a strange week for you too?
I had one of those situations where I was both happy and sad about getting back into the swing of things after the Christmas and new year break.
On the one hand, I had almost a month off and had the most amazing Christmas, made doubly special by our visit to New York.
I was really in one of those ‘bubbles’ – you know, the kind you used to have when you were a child, when you didn’t know what day of the week it was and you just felt all warm and fuzzy.
But on the other hand I needed to get back into January, if only so I could voluntarily staple my mouth shut!
Having only put on a pound-and-a-half in New York (which isn’t that bad given that we went for a week and the American’s don’t do anything by halves when it comes to portion sizes!) I certainly made up for it at Christmas.
I was like a woman possessed. Honestly, I shocked myself.
If it wasn’t nailed down, I ate it – or drank it.
Okay so I wasn’t quite that bad, but even though I worked out six times over Christmas I still managed to put on three pounds.
Oops, I really should have been more careful because on Wednesday this week I went for a bridal dress fitting.
Let’s just say that if I’d like to keep my ribs, I’m going to need to shed a stone or so.
That said, the size 8 dress (did I mention it was a size 8?) did do up.
But if I don’t want to look like a sausage being forced into its skin, then I’m going to need to hit the workouts hard.
So if you’re driving around Pompey and you see a pathetic sweaty betty pounding the streets looking like she’s about to pass out (I am so not a natural runner), please give me a toot because I need all the encouragement I can get!
No more takeaways, no more meals out, no wine (aarrggghhh, how will I ever cope?).
Basically I won’t have a life for the next four months, but I WILL look like a princess that belongs on top of a cake on my wedding day!