Starting again, again, again, again....

I designated today as my starting again day and I have, miraculously, started again! I didn't weigh myself although I have been on the scales in the last week or so so know roughly where I am. I'm still lighter than I was at the start of 2015 but not much. If I knuckle down I can drop a stone by Christmas!!

So, I am cutting right back on bread, butter and all other toppings, booze,  sweet treats and all the usual contraband.

I also want to get back to regular exercise but am hampered in this by a sore big toe. I was initially told it was gout so thought there was not much I could do about it. However, it has been getting quite a bit more painful recently so went back to the doctors more in hope than expectation. Well this one said it wasn't gout and that he reckoned there may be a surgical solution so has referred me to an orthopedic surgeon to check it out.

I was very impressed by the referral system. He gave me a printout with a code and password and said I could phone or book online. Expecting the worst I went online and, within 90 stress free seconds, I had booked a lunchtime appointment at a private hospital 20 minutes away from home 2 weeks today. Can't say fairer than that. Now fingers crossed that they can do something about my stiff, painful toe!!

So, progress is being made even though dancing tonight is going to be sore!!

Below a couple of drizzly, misty pics from my lunchtime dog walk. Lxx

A good day

I haven't got time for a long post but wanted to say what a lovely day we had for mum's funeral. Sunshine, beautiful flowers (arranged by my own fair hand I tell ya), a wonderful service with lovely singing, a church full of friends and family, a pub full of chat, love and memories. It was a happy, healing day.

I watched my father stand tall through the day, from a bowed, drawn man dreading the day ahead to his old self by the end of the day, chatting to his friends and planning trips in the weeks and months to come.