Gloria's Diary

I’m out tonight and intend to have a drink as normal. There’s no need to deprive myself. I know it’s only been a week and I haven’t actually weighed-in yet, but the difference in my attitude is very apparent. I walk tall and feel proud because I know I’m in control. I can’t wait to weigh-in on Monday because I know it’s going to be good. I feel posting on this board is helping as I can put my feelings down.

Sunday 11th March, 2001
It’s late afternoon and I still feel like I’m dying. I had my night out last night, and didn’t get home until after 4 am, but I had a brilliant time.

I didn’t give in to the munchies much while out. The pub had a birthday party going on so there were loads of goodies around, and I did have a few sandwiches but resisted the more fatty stuff. By 4 in the morning I must have danced them off.

I had my dinner but didn’t have the roasts or the Yorkshire pudding, then had an attack of guilt for not walking, so I went out for almost two hours. It did me the world of good and I’m already getting itchy feet to go out again. It really does get addictive! I’ve programmed myself to walk and I know I have to do it, so I have to make the time, even if it means having to get up early to fit it in.

I have my weigh-in tomorrow and am a little scared. I believe I have lost weight but am nervous to find out how much. It would be great to be 17 stone or so but that would mean a loss of four pounds in one week, which is a lot.

Going to phone up about a belly dancing class tomorrow. I love the thought of it. I think my hubby is expecting the dance of the seven veils by early next week. I measured all my bits today as well – 48-40-54 – nearly an hourglass figure, just a big one. I found my starting diary from last year as well and there’s a big difference. Then, I was 56-47-66. I’m a bit worried that my bust seems to be going more than my waist, but I’m sure it will all even out.

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