You know when a friend has your best interests at heart when they tell you something, or comment on something you have - or haven't - done, that really is for your own good even though you don't want to hear it.
It happened to me twice yesterday and as I am a firm believer of 'things happen in threes' it can only be a matter of time before it happens again.
It was weigh in night at my Rosemary Conley class last night. I've been going for about 18 months now. I reached my target weight months ago and am now just 'maintaining' which in my mind is harder because you feel like you are entitled to treats and easily stray off the straight and narrow. Two weeks ago, our talk was on snacks, the kind of things you can pick up and eat when that sugar dip happens about 4pm and your hand migrates to the biscuit barrel/cake tin/crisp packet/maltesers snack pack (delete as appropriate) The thing is I heard all these lovely ideas and instead of having them instead of my normal snack, I had them AS WELL AS. So it's weigh in time. I reach the front of the queue. 'How do you think you have done?' asks Audrey. 'Well... I went out for a meal yesterday, ate cake, drank champagne ... but I've been good the rest of the time.' Hmmm so how come the scales went up 2lbs then? She didn't actually say anything, she just gave me THAT look. The stern look with the raised eyebrows. The hint of disappointment in her frown. It was for my own good though as I realised that those pounds have been going on one week and off the next but I need to give myself a good talking to and get back on the straight and narrow before I head off to Portugal at the end of the month. So now I have put it out in cyberspace I feel that I have to follow through and be good. Grilled bacon and tomato for breakfast just now. Chicken sandwich for lunch and pork and pepper kebab with rice for dinner tonight. And no extra snacks. Not even the gingerbread man I've been getting from the school canteen mid morning. Nor the iced finger bun. Honest.
Secondly. I had a telling off from Denise. Not a proper telling off, just a strict email asking 'so why isn't your name on this list then?' with a reference to Mel's blog. You see I had been meaning to do it but you know how it is. I've never done anything like that before and I'm not sure how I will get on left to my own devices but as I had a feeling that my name was going to end up on there even if Denise had to hack into my account and do it for me! And actually, now I've joined up, I'm quite excited so it really was for my own good again.
OK. Who's next? Who wants to tell me off for something else?!