Yup its baltic oot there. I forced myself to get out and get the steps in because the weight has been slowly creeping back on. Bereavement ... snow ... i can use these all as excuses but i cant let it go on.
One thing in my favour is that im thrawn (stubborn) i dont give up, it may take time but i dont want to give up. I wont be beaten!
So it stops here and now, my poor old joints need me to shift this weight, i have the tools, im paying for gym membership, i have the fitbit food tracker, the gym does a weight and body mass composition thingy so it starts here. Operation “optimal auld age fur budsmam” starts here.