Those of you who have been following the blog for some time will be aware that I have had a couple of ventures into the world of Fat Club in the past. Fast-forward to today and thanks to having a job where I sit on my bum all day and spending too much time with Jammy Toast eating Teddy Bears the old jeans are starting to get a tad on the tight side again. It is time to get back on the bucking bronco and see what Fat Club can do for me again.
This week my dad and I became the new members of fat fighters, okay well dad became one of their new members I went along for the skit. Its a pretty large (excuse the pun) group of chunks and non chunketts it even includes family members, including the husband of lead fat fighter, Johnny who for the record I don’t think his main issue is with food its with his first love, alcohol. This group is like AA if there not talking about food its alcohol. It seems dad is the only one sat around the circle who hasn’t got a problem with the bottle, they all love slugging anything and everything they can, especially spirits as apparently you can drink more of due to the fat content!
Those of you who have been following the Blog for more than twelve months may remember that I used to go to Fat Club every Thursday. Well spending so much of my time lazing around watching Telly and eating Jammy Toast with the Bears, means that the old waistband has been expanding again. It is time to get back to see what Fat Club can do to help.
It has been a while since I posted an update on Fat Club which is mainly because I haven’t been during the Summer Holidays. With the kids off school parents have had to have their driving lessons outside of school hours when other parent is home to look after the little rug-rats and so Fat Club has had to suffer.
Our new Bearkeeper; Hannah, has started a diet because she wants to be slim and interesting for her job with The Bears. She started the diet last Wednesday morning and managed to go the full day only eating healthy low fat food. Thursday, despite the fact she had a very bad attack of the Munchies, again she stuck to her guns and had a good day.
As we know Thursday is FatClub day and time to head off to visit the horrors of the black box. For those of you who have never seen a FatClub before let me explain that the scales they use are digital and you stand on a black pressure pad (or black box) that records your weight. Everybody hates the black box, they approach it with fear and then the box holds the power to make it’s victims happy or sad. If they have lost weight you hear screams of delight whereas, if you have gained weight, there is a long silence followed by a list of excuses as long as your arm as to why that person has put weight on.
Well after two weeks in Egypt where I ate everything in sight and drank gallons of larger topped off at the end of the night by the local cocktails; tonight was the time to face the music. Tonight I had to go to Fat Club and get on those pesky scales again to see how much weight I had gained during our holiday. So with a heavy heart and with the fear raising I walked in and mounted the black box that is the decider of many a fate. What would the scales say?
Thursday is here yet again and that means only one thing – Fat Club. David went along to the late class again which is where he feels more at home amongst the alcoholics and non-stop eaters. Some of the stories you hear in this group tend to be of the extreme! One lady, who must weigh more than 30 stone, has lost about half a pound in six weeks while another drinks that much alcohol it is a wonder she has the time to eat!
We didn’t get round to giving you a FatClub update last Thursday, tonight is a buy one get one free night. Tonight Davidd went to the late class with all the alcoholics and chocoholics and he lost 1.5lbs which we have added to the weight he lost last week (4lbs) to bring a fortnightly total of 5.5lbs.
Thursday is here once again and that means Davidd has to get on the scales at FatClub, if the scales can stand the strain! Tonight he went early to avoid the attentions of the club’s alcoholics and chocolate lovers and managed to lose another two pounds! Not as much as last week but nevertheless another step on the ladder.