The Number

So I decided to fiddle around and give my blog a facelift. This is fun - I'm sure I'll do it many more times, now that I've discovered how.

Scary reality-check moment today - fraught with images of my body being coerced into untold torment, in pursuit of a physical ideal I'd not only never had, but had just about lost all intentions of aspiring to - when I stepped onto the scale, after years, and saw..... THE NUMBER!!!!! (Blood draining from face!). Without supplying too much detail, let’s just say it was ….. um …. a round figure!

This is how I choose to address this challenge: it took me many months (actually, years) of dedicated overeating and lack of exercise to achieve my current shape, and so I grant myself many months in which to achieve the reverse effect. Wish me luck.

This is one of the three hardest things for me to assimilate/deal with/understand/conquer, but I am committing to something or other - I'll figure it out (so to speak) in the bath tonight. Actually all three challenges start with an "M" - we're talking Mass, Men and Money, and not necessarily in that order!