Evening all. Been a bit breezier here today (West Yorks) and suits me better.
Okay, last Monday me, my sis and Bev (my carers) all plodded along to join a slimming club. I had rung the leader beforehand to tell her of my situation. I
d tried getting on my scales, but I wobbled and the knees played at being Elvis..................it didnt go well. But even without seeing the result, I knew I was waaaay to heavy!
The nice lady said she had had a previous member who was also a full time wheeeeelie like me. She had found the solution and told me to bring a wooden board which fitted the seat of my chair. Hubby rallied to the task and presented me with a lovley bit of ply!
So, we gets to the venue and joins the queue…quite a long one. Teacher asks us to sit and wait till the end of class. Fine.
Then after class, up we went to see what the damage done by over indulging in the junk food department was! Chris got weighed…just a stone to lose…Bev got weighed 3 stones to lose…so now…my turn! Teacher asks me to stand up…all hands to the fore…a carer at each side…up I come…knees buckle…plop down! Next time I stay up a tad longer, Bev removes my seat cushion, teech shoves scales on top of the board…I plonk bum on scales. Result? I am 10 stone…lovely, at target on joining day…how cool is that? But we all knew that couldn
t be right. So, up again and repeat the exercise. 2 stones this time.......okay I give it another go..............still 2 stones.... By this time i am well and truly cream chuffin crackered!!! Enough I cried. Teech says how sorry she is and fills up with tears…aahh…bless her! She returned my tenner and continued to apologise. She says I am welcome to come to class as a non-member and she will be happy to see me go down in dress sizes and give me the
Good Girl stickers…So, there you have it guys. I`ve had a good week of healthy food and feel tons lighter already! Happy munching all. luv Pollx…