Nothing Changes

I'm way too depressed about the state of my body to even write about it at the moment. To fill you in on the details: I weigh more now than I did when I started going to the gym. I weigh more now than when I started rock-climbing and I weigh more now than I did when I was 9 months pregnant.

The NHS Fit for Life thing focuses on the childrens' diets, rather than their parents'. It seems to reckon that none of my skinny kids eat enough fruit and veg and all eat to many snacks. Hell only knows what they would make of my diet then!

The doctor referred me to a Get Fit health centre, which has taken 3 weeks to fix up an appointment for 3 weeks' time. Not exactly instant fix, then. The doctor has also given me a new glucose monitor, but reckons I'm not diabetic enough for treatment yet. Whatever that means.

All in all, I think I need a kitkat and a cup of tea to get over it.