|Me with my awesome secret Santa pres from work|
This is for 2 reasons. One selfish, I need an extra boost to my willpower...I'm not sure i can do it alone. And secondly the non-selfish: In the months i have been "offline" as it were, I have lost 2 dear people to Cancer. My dad's sister, Auntie Louise. Wonderful lady and loving mother to my close cousin's, Elle and Richard. And then one of my very close friend's daughter. Who i have known since before she was born, and was born just 3 days after Gus. I don't think anything could be worse than losing your child. Cancer is evil. My Nana died of it 8 years ago just as my own mother was diagnosed with it. Luckily she survived it but the the anti-cancer drugs she's been on for 8 years had riddled her body with side effects and irreparable damage, not least crippling arthritis and the possibility of it returning terrifies me almost daily. SO on that cheery note (!!!) I decided that a Cancer charity should be the one to benefit from the challenge. If you fancy supporting me then bob over to my page here:
Along with this, i am returning to Weight Watcher's tomorrow night. I know it's not going to be good as i have weighed myself in preparation. And i have borrowed a Wii from my mum and bought "Just Dance 3" so that i can get fit enough to return to zumba classes (yes that word is BACK!) before i become a blob for 9 months.
I'm sure there's lots of things i could be telling you about the time between now and the last blog but I'm not sure either of us care that much do we?! I am back and that's the main thing. HOORAH I hear you cry! Your enthusiasm is DEAFENING.
Back to the no booze thing tho...i am always hyper aware that i probably drink WAAAAAAAAAAY more than i should or than anyone else i know, especially those with young children. So giving up for a month is really daunting. I have obviously managed to give up before...for 9 months! BUT i was terrified then that i wouldn't make it thru the pregnancy without having a massive brain wrong and getting completely smashed in a fit of desperation. Of course i didn't. I'm not a total moron. But I'm having those stupid thoughts again....what if i can't make it 9 months booze free??? So to address this ridiculousness the month ban is a sort of lead up to that, to prove to myself that I'm not actually a raging stinky booze hound.
|Horrific pic of me but fitting inspiration to lose that arm flab.|