the incredibly slowly shrinking woman

ehhhhhhhh here we go again. Having discovered that an eating disorder, then a 80% effort at Weight Watchers just isn't good enough, I'm back on the weight loss wagon.

I've had some wonderful excuses over the years - Weight Watchers is too expensive, I'm too tired to exercise, too busy, too sick (glandular fever, that got me off the hook from the gym for a good 6 months) but now the number is creeping up to my starting weight for WW and I just can't let that happen. The last time I weighed it was 103kg - at least they weren't talking scales so I didn't have any "hey ladies, one at a time!" comments coming my way, but DAMN!

I constantly make myself the butt of weight and whale jokes to Steve, my lovely Steve, who the other night in bed said "baby, you keep talking like this and putting yourself down, what are you doing to do about it? I can only help you so much".

But yes, at $18 a week Weight Watchers is too expensive, thanks very much. What price weight loss? I need to do this, for my health, for my happiness, and assuming Steve and I have a go at making monkeys in a couple of years, for that too. I'm 36, so getting myself out to the "obsese" bracket (a frightning discovering) then it has to be done ... but by fair means, not foul.

I'm going on the rowing machine half an hour a day, bought a calorie counter, so here goes.