The Slimming World Saga - Fifth Visit
OK, so I was in London for week 5, and because of that slight diversion, there was no blog. This week however, I'm back with more. So brace yourselves, (not literally, braces are sooo 1980's farmer chic... haha!) because it's back with a metaphorical bang!I walked for 20 minutes to get there this week, having earlier indulged in a scotch egg. I thought I'd be able to walk it off before I got there. It surprisingly worked.After 2 weeks of over-indulgence, I managed to keep my weight gain to only 1 pound, something I was rather vocally relieved about. (along the lines of "ONLY 1 POUND?! I'M GONNA EAT CRAP MORE OFTEN!" but then followed by "uuh.. only kidding!")The Pedastal Of Girth was a little undecided this week, as it kept toggling between 1 pound and 1 and a half pounds. Half an hour went by, and the weighing woman finally said the immortal "one on" so after 30 minutes of balancing, I wad finally able to put my shoes back on.
This week threw the group leader, as there were only a few that turned up. I quickly realised that I was sitting on my own in a place where middle-aged women were everywhere... Not advisable, I can tell you! Especially now that they've started requesting that I wear shorts to the next meetings!The weekly round-up was a lot shorter this week, due to the fact that there were only four people in attendance. I had to use my London excuse for the gain in my weight, which, to be honest, 1 pound on over 2 weeks is pretty good going considering my consumption levels!This week, I'm officially "back on the horse". I have no idea what this entails, maybe it is something to do with losing enough weight to be able to sit on a horse without crushing it, thus rendering it useless. I hope not, I can imagine this group going through a lot of horses! My first initial thought was to call the RSPCA, but I thought otherwise, when I realised it was an analogy.Then I realised I'd used the word 'analogy' and as such walked home with an unerring sense of superiority, quickly dashed by my sisters use of the word 'perpendicular'. I said to her "You're a perpendicular!" and walked off into the kitchen to eat another scotch egg.And so the crusade continues... I wish I had a sword...
This week threw the group leader, as there were only a few that turned up. I quickly realised that I was sitting on my own in a place where middle-aged women were everywhere... Not advisable, I can tell you! Especially now that they've started requesting that I wear shorts to the next meetings!The weekly round-up was a lot shorter this week, due to the fact that there were only four people in attendance. I had to use my London excuse for the gain in my weight, which, to be honest, 1 pound on over 2 weeks is pretty good going considering my consumption levels!This week, I'm officially "back on the horse". I have no idea what this entails, maybe it is something to do with losing enough weight to be able to sit on a horse without crushing it, thus rendering it useless. I hope not, I can imagine this group going through a lot of horses! My first initial thought was to call the RSPCA, but I thought otherwise, when I realised it was an analogy.Then I realised I'd used the word 'analogy' and as such walked home with an unerring sense of superiority, quickly dashed by my sisters use of the word 'perpendicular'. I said to her "You're a perpendicular!" and walked off into the kitchen to eat another scotch egg.And so the crusade continues... I wish I had a sword...