....having been 'assessed', i.e. weighed on a fancy scale today, it seems this week's notion of getting into my wedding skirt should not be optional. I won't go into the details as it's far too depressing. Suffice to say I can kid myself no longer. Something needs to be done. I'm not as far gone as 'the biggest losers' but it's not just a case of a couple of pounds to lose either. A couple of months concentrating on my waistline will not do me as much harm as continuing to throw caution to the wind and staying firmly in health and fitness denial.
Do not be alarmed, this will not turn into some kind of pre-menopausal diet blog. I'm planning to keep the gory details to myself as much as possible. I will, however, post any triumphant skirt-fitting photographs, just to keep up the motivation.
Tomorrow I'm back on holiday (sorry, college). I've got an Argos catalogue to carve a £ sign into tonight - don't ask, it's art you know.