Weigh in number one!

One week in and definitely glad I got over myself and submitted to a system. Two and a half pounds down.

‘Underwhelming’ you might say. Well I’m not slimmer of the week. So the basket of goodies (depending on your perspective of course) is not to be mine. In fact I think I’d have to create some kind of trap (I’m thinking of the kind I learned about in primary school before they started fast tracking the over fives; the kind that cavemen used to surprise unwary sabre-toothed tigers or meandering mammoths) to ambush the competition on their way in to have a cat in hell’s chance.

I resisted the raffle, despite the tempting array of snap-lock tupperware. I wanted it too much. You know what I mean? Unhealthy!!! I didn’t want to mar the satisfactory feeling of a plan well followed with the bitter emptiness (can you have that?) of a failed gamble.

Anyway, it’s time for ‘group’ now!