My new friend and I went along to join the slimming class last week. But what we had planned after, didn't really go to plan LOL!

We intended on going to the Nia class right after the slimming class, but it took much longer than we thought to get registered as new members. (Filling in forms etc. We also didn't realise the talk would go on for quite so long)

By the time we were all done at the slimming class, the Nia class would've been halfway through, there was really no point in going. Oh well. 

Instead of going home, you know what we decided to do instead? Go have a glass of wine LOL! (Caaaloriiies! Haha! Right after joining a slimming class lol!) Oh well, we had a lovely talk about all sorts of things and it just confirmed how much we have in common I like her

*This* week, we didn't have to fill out new members forms and stuff, and we sat by the door so we could slip out quietly in case the slimming class talk went on for longer. It didn't, so we made it to Nia class! We both enjoyed it

Ok back to the slimming class.. I could tell from my friend (I will call her A) saying "Wow, I didn't know it would be so structured, with the leader doing a talk after being weighed and stuff!" That she's never joined a slimming class before.

Sigh. I have joined many, many, maaany classes over the years, and I was trying to stay interested/ present, as I could tell A was excited about this new concept. New concept *for her* not for me.

While the slimming class leader was talking, my mind kept wandering to aaall the other times I've started out on a weight loss journey/ joined *yet another* slimming class. I must admit to rolling my eyes (inside, not actually doing it) at some of the motivational things the slimming class leader was saying, as I've heard them sooo many times before.

It feels like I've climbed a mountain (heavy at the bottom, and my ideal weight when I reach the top) multiple, multiple times, only to slide right back down to the bottom again. 

Being back at the bottom of that same EFFING mountain *again* just feels tedious. I am trying to get out of that mindset but it's hard. Right now, I am heavier than I've ever been in my whole life, even heavier than I was while full term pregnant with DD2.

I am trying to be excited about my weight loss journey, but it's difficult not to be overwhelmed by the massive struggle ahead of me. I aim to lose around 50/55lbs depending on how I feel when I'm around that weight.

And this week, (drumroll please) I lost 3lbs It's my first step up the mountain, and I should be pleased, but I must admit to thinking that it just seems so tiny compared to the rest of this massive mountain.

But (sigh) it's my first step. I'm trying not to feel overwhelmed with aaall of the other steps I have yet to take. I will get there.

How is everyone else? Xxx