Proof that I am wired differently...

Isn't it a Christmas tradition to put on a little (or a lot) of extra padding which we then work for ages to shift it again. Well it seems to be my thing to eat the worst diet in the world (and I mean some of the things I eat in a week would make Gillian McKieth have a heart attack or she would murder me! I mean I eat all kinds of crap, from Pot Noodles, crisps, chocolate to drinking copious amounts on energy drinks like Relentless and Rockstar.

Of course, I do try and have my 5 a day and don't drink dairy milk. I do seem to be getting my nourishment from somewhere so I guess its not all bad. Even so, when I thought for shits and giggles to try on a pair of skinny jeans that I hadn't been able to get to meet in well over a year and actually be able to close them AND move around without the feeling of being cut in two, I was pleasantly surprised. These jeans were a size 8 and shouldn't fit me, but hey ho, they do!

I think I am just trying to work out how I am actually getting skinnier, and eating more junk food than I have in years. Surely, I should look like Steve's Dad, bulging out in places and huffing and wheezing on every step. Not that I mind of course, but it do wonder. I think I probably lose weight so easily because my body is usually fighting off something or another, from viral infections and flu to more hefty bacterial infections and pneumonia.

Loves
Wendy xx