There is a monster in the back of my head, I call him Steidon. He's the one that keeps telling me to "Start this diet tomorrow" "One more day won't hurt". I've listened to him for over half my life. And though I keep getting bigger and bigger he reassures me that next week will be the week. He acts as if he's my friend and though I do find great comfort in him I know I have to get control over him as he isn't my friend.

I start my diet today. All the correct food is present and correct. I've got a well stocked fridge freezer and cupboards. I've weighed myself for the first time in over 10 years, took my measurements and "before" photos and I'm feeling very positive.

Only thing is it's lunchtime and I did not have any breakfast only because I was so busy packing things away. But I'm going to have my lunch (kippers & scrambled eggs), then devise an exercise plan.

I'm not sure why I've decided to keep a blog. I think if I put it out there then I'm less likely to sabotage myself.

Today is a new day.