Save me Simmons!

I NEED help. I need motivation. I need will power. In short I need Richard Simmons.

The pint sized afro-haired fitness guru is my only hope now following last night's WeightWatchers debacle where it emerged I had put ON a whole pound.

GOAL has now officially declared my hips a disaster area.

I know I had written in my earlier post that I was expecting to have put on weight, but to actually see it on the scales in black and, er, silvery grey, was another thing entirely.

The lovely leader lady gave me a leaflet about comfort eating when I explained that I had been craving bread and salty snacks, which I was delighted with thinking it'd be full of tips about how to eat snacks yet not put on any weight.

But it was not to be. It turned out to be a motivational leaflet about saying no to savory snacks and asking yourself do you reeaaalllllyyyy want a packet of crisps (what a stupid question, of COURSE I want a packet of crisps!)

However, I have resolved to do better for next week. I AM determined to lose weight, it's just not as easy as I'd thought.

So I'm turning to Richard Simmons (and Chaka Khan..I'm every woommaaannn) for inspiration and will be repeating positive affirmations to myself every day (I want to lose weight, I WILL lose weight!) I'll keep you posted!

For those of you who don't know who Richard Simmons is check out www.richardsimmons.com where I got this pic!