Run, Forest, Run

Well bugger me, if I didn't just go and run the Brighton Half Marathon a month ago!

I am most definately built for comfort not speed, so it was nothing but a sporting miracle that I managed to do the training, let alone get round the course on the day.

I'm a human, chubby, bi-ped and ginger version of 'wacky races'.

I have developed a perverse love of running tho. It's bizarrely cleansing. and i LOVE, LOVE, LOVE the waving!

There are a collection of moves I employ when I'm out and about:

• The grim smile (dispatched when running up a steep hill at sympathetic runner coming back the other way)
• The cheery smile (most popular runners greeting)
• The simple hand raise (usually unleashed at runners of the opposite sex, so you can't be accused of trying to flirt with them by smiling when sweating)
• The open mouthed smile and double eyebrow raise (employed at pairs of female runners older than yourself as greeting and physical exclamation of us hilariously "being too old for this!")
• The double eyebrow raise and eyeball roll (used in foul weather conditions as if to communicate "gosh aren't we bonkers!" to other stupid idiots out in the pissing rain)

I have committed to three others to raise money for Haiti.

And if I hadn't discovered 'carb loading', I would have been expected to have been a size 8 by the wedding. But sadly, my greedy little monkey paws can't stop reaching into the bread bin.

Cheating on Weight Watchers with Slimming World

Who would have thought it, I've turned to red/green side.

I did it because it was right next to work and they had a big banner outside and it was in a church and I wanted to see if Jesus would help make me thin.

Would Jesus turn my lard into evian? He bloody hasn't - the big resurrected meanie.

Anyway, the eating plan has been a REVELATION. It takes a while to get your head around it, but it's a godsend for the greedy.

On a green day, you can literally eat pasta and rice ALL DAY and it's all allowed. It's just too exciting to go through all the details now, but if you do it right, you can lose 3 - 4 lbs a week and KEEP IT OFF. I tell you it was like an episode of Majorie Dawes and Fight Fighters in there. All of us gagging for a Toblerone, but making do with a Total 0% yoghurt.

Anyhoot, needless to say, with my flibberdegibbet attitude, I lasted about 4 weeks. I have lost weight, but that's down to the running.

And it feels very odd talking about Slimming World as I'm sat here in front of the tele with a mug of full fat Horlicks, burping up the four rounds of peanut butter on toast I had for tea "because I wasn't really hungry".

If I was in the film 7 with Brad Pitt, I would be the gluttony murder victim.

I'm back!

Hello dear reader.

Oh my, has it really been eight months since my last post?

I have become as lazy as my darling fiance... oh, yes, dear reader, in those eight months, the following things have happened:

• We went on am amazing holiday to Bali
• ...where we got engaged
• I ran a half marathon (and committed to four more, like a blithering idiot)
• I cheated on Weight Watchers with Slimming World
• I went for the 70's Fleetwood Mac look for Sian's wedding, accessorised with heaps of bangles and silver gladiator sandals

So the proposal:

Who'd have thought it, but I'm a traditionalist at heart.

Sweetheart saved it all up for the second last day and asked me under a full Bali moon on our private beach after a candle lit private meal in our Villa!

He had the ring in his shorts pocket for 2 weeks before the big night and chose very well indeed.

Not so well that I can't blow a couple of monkey's on the wedding ring though (heh heh!).....

We spent al the next day playing in the pool and planning the music and wedding cakes.

Actually one of the happiest days of my life so far.

*wipes away emotional tear*

Then I got home and started a wedding scrapbook.

I am bridezilla. hear me roar! well... get sniffy about the pantone reference of icing sugar...

I'm back