Weight Watchers (lack of) update: October 2015

My attitude to Weight Watchers this month has been, in common with most of the rest of the year, that I could not give a flying firkin.

"Diet talk bores me."

I have not weighed myself – I am guessing it is relatively steady (although after a weekend of D’s birthday indulgence it may be creeping in the wrong direction).  I have not been eating madly off piste, gorging on cheese and buns and scoffing multi course dinners every evening.  On the contrary, it has been three meals a day with fruit in between for the most part, and my rediscovered love of cheap, low cal hot chocolate has more than satisfied any sweet cravings in the evening.

This is not enough to make a discernible difference.

And, here’s the rub, some days I just don’t care that much.

This is actually a good thing.  I am more at peace with my body and my appearance than I ever was when I was (briefly) thin.  I don’t love it – but neither does it cause me to writhe around in horror.  It does not impact on my ability to be a good person, a loving friend and family member and to do my job and earn a respectable living.  It is not a moral issue.  If people choose to make judgements based on appearances then I cannot stop them but neither should I take any notice – it is their issue, not mine. 

Here’s the other rub though.  I know that I would look better a few stone lighter – and I’m still girlie enough to be a little bit vain.

I also know (and this is more important) that I want to be as healthy as possible for as long as possible.  And although I have dodged the bullet so far, at some point, things are going to go wrong unless I improve my overall health and fitness levels.

So that’s where we are.  I’m not going to go down the road of thinking about alternative diet plans because I suspect that way madness lies – if I stick to what I know then it will work.  It’s the sticking to it that is the problem.  It’s so nice to be able to cook and eat without having to think about it all the time – beyond the pleasurable ponderings that surround “What shall we have for dinner?”

I’m not quite sure what the answer is at the moment.  I guess, what I’m saying is: watch this space.  But you might be watching it for a while, so grab a cup of tea to keep you going.