Girl in a Bubble – huh?

I was looking for a name for this fledging blog – a documentation of (another!) attempt to lose the pounds, stones and ounces that have made their way onto my 27 year old ‘physique’ in the last erm… 27 years. And not only is ‘Girl in a Bubble’ a reference to a song on one of my favourite albums of all time ever – I’ll leave muso’s to guess that – it also describes how I feel in the body I have created.

I truly believe there is a slim, fit and healthy girl inside me, screaming to break out. At some points I was nearly there:

(2008)

I have created both a physical and mental bubble surrounding myself – an extra 3 stone of flesh combined with the thought that ‘it’s ok, one day I’ll be a size 10” which acts as a bolster every time I dial Pizza Hut – “It’s ok, you’ve had a hard week/you’re hungover/it’s a Wednesday!”.

And it’s this belief that there is an alternative me just waiting to be revealed that has acted as both an inspiration and a hindrance to me achieving lasting weight-loss.

(Aug 2012)

There is some part of me that can’t believe or accept the weight I am and is incredulous every time a size 14 doesn’t fit, or the scale reads a further gain. My BMI puts me just into the obese category so it's time to take the hint!

So here it is. A way to focus my mind, be accountable. An attempt to break out of my rather rotund bubble!

Blog Rules – for me, not anyone who happens to pop on by!

-          I will post weekly measurements, good, bad, dire!

-          I will keep a food diary (which I may or may not publish!)

-          I will post at least weekly aside from my weekly weigh in

-          I will be honest

So here goes…