but who cares?

So, here we are. The NHS website has officially confirmed what I kind of already knew but didn’t really want to admit: I’m obese.
Not just chubby. Not curvy. Not carrying a bit of lockdown fluff.
Obese.
Or, as the letter I received from a medical professional so delicately put it—my “body mass is elevated.”
Thanks for that, NHS. Such poetry.

In truth, this “elevated body mass” is starting to elevate other things too—like my blood pressure, my stress, and my general grumpiness. I’ve been told by doctors that it’s having a profound and negative effect on my health and, honestly, they’re right.

Yet still… I eat. And I eat. And I eat.

But today feels different.

I’ve stocked up on Protein Works shakes (which smell suspiciously like hope in a tub), and I’ve even bought actual fruit—not to sit in the bowl for a week and quietly rot, but to eat. I’m giving this three solid weeks of effort. Why three? Because in exactly 21 days, I’m going camping, and I’d really like to shift some of this “mass” before I’m wrestling myself into outdoor gear and pretending I enjoy sitting in a tent.

Let’s be real—this plan is a bit extreme. One coffee. Fruit for lunch. A shake at 3pm. Another at 6pm.
Is it sustainable? Probably not long-term.
Is it healthy? Arguably not textbook.
Is it necessary for me right now? Absolutely.

Because the truth is, I’ve tried to lose weight for myself more times than I can count. And it never sticks.
So this time, I’m doing it for someone else.

I have a little boy who is my world. He’s funny, loving, energetic—and he deserves a mum who can keep up with him, chase him, play with him, dance with him, and feel proud.
Not breathless, moody, and hiding under oversized hoodies.

I don’t like the way I feel in my body right now. I don’t like how I’ve stopped caring about what I wear, how I avoid mirrors, or how sluggish I’ve become. My mood’s taken a hit, and my confidence has taken a holiday with no return ticket.

So this time, the motivation isn’t me.
It’s him.

Because he deserves the best version of me.

And losing weight? That’s where I’ll start.

Here’s the plan:

• Two Protein Works shakes a day (3pm and 6:30pm)
• Fruit and veggies for snacks
• one meal a day – which I aim to be a healthy one but sometimes life takes over and I can enjoy a meal with friends and family 🙂
• Unlimited tea and coffee (because let’s be honest, I’m not giving that up)
• 2 litres of water a day
• Walk for 30 minutes daily
• No eating after 6:30pm

I thought about intermittent fasting, but I need my morning coffee and I like it with milk—so that’s staying. I’m aiming to stick to 1200 calories a day, which is a huge drop from my usual intake. I know I need to stay on top of nutrients, hydration, and energy levels, but I’m doing this with eyes open (and caffeine flowing).

And now that I’ve written it all down here, on the internet, I kind of feel like I have to stick to it.
Because telling the world (assuming everyone in the world reads this) makes it real.

Let’s see what three weeks brings.
Elevated body mass, I’m coming for you.