The 2-Day Diet, and the ramblings of a yo-yo dieter…

Greetings. I trust you are all well, and settling in to 2017.

So, hands up who’s on a health kick then? And hands up who’s already thought balls to it, and sought comfort in the biscuit tin? Would you believe that yesterday was actually ‘Ditch your New Year’s Resolution Day’?

 Well, for once it’s not me, for I am a woman on a mission.

I’ve been turning down lunches; I’ve turned my nose up to cakes when meeting up with friends. I’ve even gone out for dinner and ordered a salad. And don’t even talk to me about my alcohol intake. I don’t even recognise myself anymore. I am practically nun like. Sister Laura, patron saint of yoyo dieters. It has a certain ring to it don’t you think?!

Drastic action was called for you see after a Christmas of culinary debauchery. If it wasn’t nailed down, I ate it. On more than three occasions, my dinner consisted of just cheese, piled high on crackers, with lashings of chutney. In fact I think that the only fruit I ate came from the various chutneys, numerous mince pies, and in fermented form i.e. red wine.

By the New Year, my stomach hated me, none of my dresses fitted, and I was miserable. However, I’m not going to beat myself up about it, because at the time I enjoyed every morsel, and it was only a temporary blip. Ok, three weeks and a 9lb weight gain. I told you I ate everything in sight. But hey, it was Christmas, and I’m a very festive kinda gal.

But there is light at the end of the tunnel, as I am back to my pre-Christmas weight, and drum roll please…a 1stone and 9lb loss. Yes, you read that right. 1 stone and 9 lbs. I am practically wasting away, and Dolce and Gabbana will be asking me to walk the runway in Paris this Summer I’m sure.



At my biggest, to now. A whooping three and a half stone difference!


There are now officially 38 weeks and 4 days until my wedding, and the sleepless nights have already started, even though we’re really organised and it’s ages off. But remembering to book the Organist seems like a reasonable subject to pop in to my head at 2am. I’m still putting off going dress shopping as I feel so overwhelmed with the task ahead. All my friends say how amazing shopping for the dress is, and that I need to pull my finger out.  Therefore, I think my task for the week ahead is to get some appointments booked in.

I don’t know if it’s just me getting older and turning 33 this year, or even the fact that I get wed in October, and you know, can’t escape adulthood. But I’ve been thinking more than ever about how short life is, and how you have to be as healthy as possible so that you’re around for as long as possible. I think it’s the thought of not being with my other half that really pulls at my heart strings/gives me irrational thoughts. I know I sound a bit morbid, but when I think about all the times I’ve abused my body in the past, it makes me shudder.  I don’t even know how I’ve still got a functioning liver as I’ve always enjoyed a drink or eight. Now I’m like, the food I eat is the key to a long future, and that’s what I have to keep reminding myself. Yeah, have a slice of cake every now and then, but eat the good fats, avoid the processed foods, and drink alcohol in moderation.

Did you happen to see the programme Save Money : Lose Weight, on ITV Thursday 5th January? If not, try get it on catch up, as it included The 2-Day Diet. The man in question who took part in the experiment and stuck to The 2-Day Diet absolutely loved it, and found it really easy to follow and carry out his normal day to day life. And so if you’re looking for some inspiration, give this a watch, and maybe it’ll give you the motivation you need.


On that note. Until the next time….off to go polish my healthy lifestye halo!