The scales ( unofficially) say that it won't be long until I hit the three stone lost mark. All of a sudden a whole new bunch of clothes are far too big, and are therefore heading for the charity recycle pile.
My friend M has kindly given me some clothes that she is now too skinny for and most of them now fit me, including some fab 'white company' jumpers and shirts with cashmere in them ( how fab is that??).
These new clothes and recent pleasant weather inspired me to get rid of/ pack up winter stuff. As soon as I have done that the temperature has crashed. I woke up to frost this morning. The winds have been howling, with a perishing wind chill factor. Why does that happen??
Anyway, I will shiver it out until the spring weather really does settle. I am not going backwards now. It is a great thrill to get into trousers that have never fitted, and tops which only a few months ago would have only been an 'if only'.
My body image is still such that I still gravitate to loose and floaty rather than fitted and tailored... but I am getting there. I can see a big difference. My rings and watch are now loose, and my shoes are down a half size ( you can lose weight off feet??).
I was looking at clothes yesterday by LK Bennett, Karen Millen and Fenn Wright Manson. Gorgeous summer dresses. I am a long way off these yet, but it's no longer the impossible dream.