I am writing a journal to track my weightloss. I am 5 feet 3 inches and am 167.6 pounds. I am Indian and yes I am a fat Indian aunty. My goal is to lose 67 pounds by the 18th of November which is my 35th Birthday to make matters worse my husband has just lost 4 stone and looks fit, trim and handsome while I waddle with him by his side like a force fed duck yes I do need to see a weight loss quack. As I look at my thunder thighs and thunder arms I just can not recognise myself.
How did I get this way by eating dominos pizzas, Chocolate bunnies easter eggs, and a chinese take aways me a couch potato ” No Way’ but as I look at my self in the mirror I see a middle aged Indian aunty looking back at me I can hardly recognise my self make up helps but one can’t hide those balloons behind my back oh no it is my derrière.Not to mention the ones in the other side.
My handsome husband was holding me in his arms the other day and he said darling you have love handles. Referring to the extra pounds on my belly and side. So now I am now taking the step to shed my pounds. I am not happy in my skin I do enjoy a good joke or two but if it is constantly referred to the latter word beginning with b and ending with tt that belongs to me I have to do something about it.
So now from today my first goal is to reach a size 12 dress by the end of May I am now a size 14. So my fellow dieters lets get busy shedding this weight. From size 14 to size 12. One of my favourite saying is where there is a will there is a way so next sunday about this time I will let you know how much weight I have lost. From Fat to Fab here I come.
The Indian Aunty