The Moment.

I've had it. The moment. You know the moment. It's like in Bridget Jones when she pauses the picture of herself and says:

"And that was it. Right there. Right there, that was the moment. I suddenly realised that unless something changed soon I was going to live a life where my major relationship was with a bottle of wine... and I'd finally die, fat and alone, and be found three weeks later half-eaten by alsatians. Or I was about to turn into Glenn Close in Fatal Attraction."

Or actually, what I've had is a lack of moment. What I've had is the realisation that I've been sitting around waiting for this moment to happen and it hasn't, and maybe it's not going to happen. Maybe the world isn't going to stop around me and make me realise I need to start exercising more and eating less and out of nowhere I'm going to suddenly have the most amazing willpower and my life is all going to magically change and start going perfectly to plan.

So I've decided therefore to make my lack of moment my moment, so to speak.
This is it, this is the start.
From here on I am going to take control of my life, stop waiting for things to happen to me, and start going after the things that I want.

Namely weight loss.

I don't have a life spinning totally out of control with nothing going for me, don't get me wrong, but I'm not happy. Because of my weight. I don't like what I see in the mirror, and I don't like getting dressed or going shopping because they involve trying things on and slowly but surely I'm inching out of the size 10's and 12's and into the 12's and 14's, and more recently I'm not sure my hips aren't going to stop being in 14s and start being in 16s. I'm pretty miserable, truth be told, about it - I used to love shopping and getting dressed up and now I hate it. The other day I was getting ready and my boyfriend actually said to me 'could you please not snap at me'. I hate getting dressed so it puts me in a terrible mood, I snap at anyone near me which is horrible, and then I don't have a good time when I go out because my clothes are tight and uncomfortable and I know that they weren't always - I've lost count of the number of times I've had trouble putting something on or doing a zip up whilst thinking 'the last time I wore this it was fine, totally fine'.

So it stops, here and now.

I'm not going on a diet, or an exercise program, I'm undergoing a lifestyle change.

The url of this blog is isobelwillbeslim.blogspot.co.uk because I WILL be slim. And happy. And I will stay that way because right now I'm young, just started university, and supposed to be having the time of my life - but I'm not. And nevermind not having the time of my life, I'm not having a life.

So I will be blogging from here on in about the ups and downs of a journey to be slim, healthy and, most importantly, happy.