Ode to My Indiscretion (and slimmers everywhere)

Reblog, as I’ve temporarily resigned from Slimming World until we get sorted and I can join a new group locally

 

Shock and dismay at my indiscretion,
The scales have moved in the wrong direction,
Wiping the smile off my happy face,
I hang my head and sit down in disgrace.
Looking back, I see where I went wrong,
Crisps were my weakness, my will power gone,
The biscuits were rationed, but helped in my demise
And the joy of meringues I just couldn’t disguise.
There were also three days when some meals I skipped
To cover when I simply should have kept my mouth zipped.
So I’ve put it behind me, planning menus each day,
No cheating or lapses, I now cannot delay:
Weighed As and Bs, made a note of my ‘eats’,
All biscuits and goodies now just memory treats.
Everything counts, be it green, good or bad,
Never again do I want a weigh-in so sad.
To put right the wrong plus a pound or two,
I know exactly what I have to do :-
Increase the exercise, walk the dog more,
Keep detailed notes, just more than before.
And be aware of the Syns that can lurk
Where you don’t realise, and refer to The Book!