Me Again...

Having sat here reading the last post I made, somewhere in the region of a year ago, the temptation is to feel a little ashamed of myself. I'd got my determination going, quit the smokes, started a running programme and was losing weight hand over fist. Then, as occasionally happens, the wheels fell off. Within a very short space of time I was back on the smokes and the couch. The weight piled on again and here we are, one year later, at 265lbs.

On a more positive note, I've been off the smokes for 11 weeks and I now feel ready to tackle this again. I've started some gentle exercise with a view to getting back on C25K within 2 weeks. I don't feel ashamed, I feel determined and a little bit better educated than last time.

To those wonderful people who contacted me with messages of support and concern after the posts stopped, I thank you sincerely. I can only apologise for the prolonged silence, but those who know the shame that is associated with failure will understand, I hope. Take comfort in the fact that it is those messages which made me resolve to get back on track. I'll be making sure I don't let you down again.