I’ve lost 20 pounds, 20 effing pounds! That’s more than a third of the way to my 56 pound goal. Weight coming off at just over 1 pound a week. I’m delighted, excited, diet invigorated and full of wonder that I’m still so damned fat.
However, I had an appointment with the nurse at my local doctors surgery yesterday and aside from being a fat tart she said that I’m practically perfect in every way. Her actual words were more along the lines of me being within NHS suggested guidelines but I’m feeling a bit Mary Poppins all the same.
fat tart 