No more groups

I weighed in at 3lbs down.  Then on the way home I met Claire, lovely lovely Claire who just made everything better.  She asked me why I was going to a group that I don't particularly enjoy just to feel deflated when I haven't lost weight.  Is it for the little clap of applause when I have actuallynditched a couple of pounds? Am I only doing it in a pets win prizes kind of way?  Yes, probably.  I am better than that.  I can do it on my own.  After all does Nigella line up each week, pay her fiver and feel slightly humiliated?  I think not. I don't like group therapy.  I think it comes down to owning up to your social class and behaving accordingly.  I am not a great big fat woman off a council estate with a behind the size of a county.  No, it is time to grow up and go solo.

I will continue until Christmas because I am committed but after that no more.  It just ain't for me and  I am not for them.  If I get really desperado after my month in the Caribbean I will go further afield to an area with posher people.  I might get on better there.

I have to lose weight for me and nobody else.  That is the key.