Back in action...

Ok so I've slacked with the blogging. Sorry about that.


As it stands, I'm still 4lb lighter than when I first started - but I've been up and down ever since. I've been diagnosed with a hormone imbalance that's causing problems with my moods (ok, technically it's depression... but I don't really want to go into that right now.) so it's time to well and truly kick myself up the bottom.

I'm off to see Claire again today, with just over 7 weeks until my holiday to go. I'd love to aim for 1.5 stone, but that's near impossible at the moment - so let's say 2lb a week, that would be nice.

I'd lost 6lb up until this weekend, and then a fairly boozy weekend and fish and chips at the seaside didn't help. 2lb on. Woops.

Luckilly, I know now that the diet I am on is right. It does work. Protein is key, carb is the enemy etc.

To quote my favourite, The Only Way Is Essex; "No carbs before Marbs." - except by Marbs, I mean Egypt.

We fly on the 7th of June, which is also my 18th birthday. Or similar. Let's stick with 18. By that time I'd like very much to weigh *cough* stone and 5lbs. So, a stone, maybe a tad more.

I have the house to myself for a couple of weeks, which will hopefully mean that I stick to it - as there will be no other temptation. Besides Easter. Oh no.

Mind you, I've not had chocolate in ages - so why start now??

So, my new rules are:

* No carbohydrates. Not even croutons on my salad. None, nada, zilch.

* Take 2x Hoodia tablets with every meal. Hoodia has saved my life - if you haven't tried it, you should. It's a natural appetite suppressant that Arabs use when crossing the desert. It comes from a cactus or something and it swells in your stomach to conquer hunger pangs. Mind you, it's not cheap - a month's supply is about £50. That's cheaper than a month's supply of crappy snacks though, eh?

* NO MORE WINE. Or sugary drinks. Or beer. Vodka and diet coke or g&t only from now on.

* No more cheese. Except the 15g on my salads - nothing. None.

* I now must weigh my protein. No more than 60g of chicken on my salad. And then my 15g of feta cheese. That's all. No sneaking in a chunk of chicken whilst making a salad.

* NO takeaways. No matter how drunk I get or how convinced I am that the kebab won't even exist the next day - NO. There are more calories in the average kebab than I allow my daily intake.

* Diet coke = win. It's my new snack.

* I will exercise. Since I was diagnosed with depression, I've decided it's the only way out. I've turned down the tablets for a bit, just to see if exercise works. Hopefully I'll be referred onto an exercise scheme as well.

So - there we have it.

I've also made myself a chart that I will fill in each week on the 7th day, tracking my weight. I'll try not to weigh myself in between times but you know what it's like!

Fingers crossed, wish me luck. Please keep pushing me - you lot have helped me so much.

Victoria xx