Cautious optimism

I'm still at it! Kind of.

At my first jog a couple of weeks ago, my instructor suggested an early morning bootcamp for 'only' two thousand weeks, (that's what it felt like) and as an incentive, whoever lost the most weight/inches won six months fitness membership.
And of course I thought I'm mega-motivated and sure I'll easily lose a stone in that fortnight, and win the membership and all the more help for losing these michelin tyres. And that's how it all started off.
At half past five, my alarm would go off and hubby would still have to cajole me out of the bed, so I'd roll out, throw on my body shaping pants with 'tenor' ladies, jogging bottoms, two bras, and much-too-small tee-shirt and make my way to the arena of doom.
Believe it or not, I actually enjoyed the circuit training, where if a really tortuous exercise came up, you knew it would only last a minute. Though school memories came flooding back at the end of each session, when I was the very last picked for the team because of my inevitable failures on the pitch.
Two days before the last session, I weighed myself and I had lost ten pounds! Delighted.
But then it all went tits up.
We had friends staying and we all visited Glasgow for the day, and they decided we should have McDonalds for lunch. Well, I didn't want to be a spoilsport so I joined in. But then things got worse. They decided to take us out for tea with their vouchers for Pizza Express. And that was the ruination of my best laid plans.
So on the last morning, I slept in, my whole body ached and the early morning midge bites on my arms from previous boot camps had made my arms scratching posts, so when hubby suggested I didn't have to go to bootcamp that morning, I leapt or should I say slept at the chance. When I got up and weighed myself, I had put on four pounds overnight! Not happy.

I am still jogging though except for Saturday morning jogs which have been replaced by teaching rugrats how to torture their mammies and daddies by skreaching a bow across fiddle strings and my shares in earplug manufacturers have quadrupled in value in only four days.

But that's another story for another time.

Will write again soon.