Monday 19 September 2011

From large beginnings...

I'll try and keep this fairly brief (I have a tendency to ramble on). I thought I'd begin by setting out some goals:

1. Get skinny - obviously. Skinny jeans require skinniness.
2. Get healthy. This is a new lifestyle, not a diet! Healthy eating, exercise and generally taking care of and time for myself. My body is a temple. Like a large Mayan ruin at the moment.

Well, turns out my goals are relatively few, but fairly significant. More generally I want to be able to achieve the following:

Look good naked.
Not wobble so much when I run.
Wear shorts in public without hideous cellulite elephant legs which rub together.
Wear a sodding BIKINI in public, and resemble a hot surfer chick rather than a beached whale.
Be able to cross my legs in a ladylike fashion (damn you thighs).
Wear sleeveless tops/dresses and not have to always wear cardigans to cover up bingo wings which, left untamed, could potentially knock out innocent passers if caught by a badly-timed gust of wind.
Not get out of breath walking up a slight incline.
Run an actual race.

I sound really vain, but I can't help but feel all my life's problems will end if I'm thin. And I might even get a nice boyfriend who wants to show me off and indulge me with generous presents. I'm 30 next year. I don't want to be 30 and fat.

This evening I'm going to go and make an appointment at my local gym for an induction and see if they can set me a personal programme to follow. And then I'll go healthy food shopping, walk around Tesco looking with disgust at people piling their trollies full of junk food, and make my lunches for the week (no more snacking on rubbish).

A significant mention to 'Blue Crush' (http://hippotoblue.blogspot.com/) - we're doing this together, and will be bloody surfer chicks next year if it kills us!! Raaah!