I'd given up dieting. Returned to eating whatever-the-hell-I-liked whenever-the-hell-I-liked. Last night a friend texted me and asked if I'd like to go to WW with her. I replied, "No, it would be money down the drain for me at the moment". Then I thought about it. She could be my diet buddy! I've not tried that for a while. I haven't even got on the scales since May. I think I've probably put back on ALL the weight I lost before. I know I've returned to feeling like a big fat slug who can't be arsed to get off the sofa.
So here we go again. A new WW meet, at a hotel on a Sunday morning. Not sure how this will work out.
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