Ifound this funny poem on weight loss on the net and decided to share it with you. I have also attached pictures from this weekend's gathering which I blogged about 2 days ago, as you can see there is great improvement I am no longer so obviously - the biggest girl in the picture among my friends. Next to me are Sthembiso Mgqibisa; Lindile Mshengu; Phindile Mshengu. The meal we had that that was prepared by the our friend and lady of the house Philile (Khuzwayo) Maphumulo who is behind the camera. Lunch included a lamb roast; fresh green salad; cheese and bread rolls. Dessert was fab but I only had a spoon of it because I think before I eat..... The next pic was of me and my daughter she is now 18 months. Herewith the poem:
Battle Of The Bulge
"I'll start a new one Monday", we've heard it all before,but if I don't really start one soon I won't make it through the door.
I start with good intentions of that I can't deny,I'm getting fatter by the hour, I'll really have to try.
So no more chips or chocolate, no more 'pigging out'I'll be be very careful what I eat of that there'll be no doubt.
I'll watch my waist get tiny, I'll watch my figure thin,Oh what a joy it's going to be to at last be nice and slim.
I can see me walking down the street in dress size number ten,I just have to resist and resist I will when I get a hungry yen.
With exercise in every form and regular daily jogs,you'll see me lazing by the pool in my top designer togs.
So come join me all you tubbies, come join with me at last,I'll need all the help that I can get to get me through this fast.
If you see me eating lollies or sneaking greasy fries,then smack my hand and click your tongue, remind me of my size.
I'm sure that I can make it, I just need a little spacebefore Monday comes around again, till then I'll "stuff my face"!
Copyright; Barbara Warnock
"I'll start a new one Monday", we've heard it all before,but if I don't really start one soon I won't make it through the door.
I start with good intentions of that I can't deny,I'm getting fatter by the hour, I'll really have to try.
So no more chips or chocolate, no more 'pigging out'I'll be be very careful what I eat of that there'll be no doubt.
I'll watch my waist get tiny, I'll watch my figure thin,Oh what a joy it's going to be to at last be nice and slim.
I can see me walking down the street in dress size number ten,I just have to resist and resist I will when I get a hungry yen.
With exercise in every form and regular daily jogs,you'll see me lazing by the pool in my top designer togs.
So come join me all you tubbies, come join with me at last,I'll need all the help that I can get to get me through this fast.
If you see me eating lollies or sneaking greasy fries,then smack my hand and click your tongue, remind me of my size.
I'm sure that I can make it, I just need a little spacebefore Monday comes around again, till then I'll "stuff my face"!
Copyright; Barbara Warnock
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