Today’s lunch 

I know, I know.  You don’t care what I had for lunch*.  But this picture marks the start of a new regime round these parts.

I had my first session with a personal trainer today. 

I can no longer deny it, the pounds that have been piling on as a result of stress, miscarriages, depression following the Minx’s birth (though not the pregnancy itself, I actually lost weight as a result of eating incredibly healthily and exercising throughout) and cupcakes, have meant that I am now downright fat, and not just pleasingly plump as I have been fondly imagining.

Fortunately I am also feeling better about my body than I have for ages, since a course of chiropractic treatment with the wondrous Dr Ted has been working miracles to alleviate the chronic back and foot pain that I’ve been suffering from for years as a result of a yoga injury (see, exercise is bad for you) and ancient knee injury.  I already feel about ten years younger and am finding it so much easier to be active.  I’m just kicking myself that I didn’t do this sooner, why on earth isn’t chiropractic available on the NHS?

Anyway Heather was very lovely and didn’t ‘whup my ass’ as much as I feared, though maybe she was just saving it up for next time. We’ve set a year as a realistic timeframe for me to get back to the size I was when I got married ten years ago, through lots more activity, focused training sessions and portion control and I’m feeling more motivated than I have in forever.

*Just for the record, that is the remains of last night’s chicken and vegetable skewer with some pea and mint salad and some chopped tomatoes.  Served on a fabulous kids’ melamine plate from Not Neutral. And it managed to fill me up for oh, about two hours.

Must dash now as friends are coming to sit on the deck and I need to work on our menu of insalata caprese, beer can chicken (I’ve been wanting to try this for AGES) and cherry clafoutis.  And yes, I have noted the inherent contradictions in this blog post.