My daughter weighs four stone. She asked me how much I weighed.
’12 stone,’ I replied.
‘And how much should you weigh?’ she asked.
‘8 stone,’ I told her.
‘Wow!’ she breathed. ‘You’re carrying an extra me around with you!’
Now, she is very heavy – I can barely lift her, and when I do it’s only for a couple of seconds before I have to set her down again – so the comparison really hit home.
To think that I’m carrying four stone of extra weight around is kind of shocking. What must that be doing to my joints? No wonder I can hardly run.
My daughter’s just gone back to her dad’s, so I’m firmly back on the wagon again. I’ve bought some vegetables – mange tout, baby corn, shallots and coriander – to make a nice stir fry, and am currently eating lychees.
I have to shed this extra four stone. And I will.
Total loss: 7.6lbs
Still need to lose: 59.8lbs
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