The Awful Warning

I'm afraid my MiL couldn't be mistaken for Les Dawson owing to having no sense of humour. She certainly stuck to her principles though petallus

teetime I was pathetic at Zumba, couldn't keep going for more than five minutes, surrounded by frightening young women in leotards and vest-type tunics.

Then three years ago a Zumba Gold class started so I gave that a try - what a difference. I really enjoy it and I think I'm in better shape that I used to be, also I don't get pain in hips & knees like I used to.
I hope you enjoy it too!

I agree with Lys60 - a slimming club may help you, lucyinthesky. Am I allowed to say which I go to? Some of your favourite foods and your weekly glass of wine can be included in a food optimising plan which can make you feel livelier and lose weight. There are loads of recipes online which can be enjoyed by the whole family. You may feel it's not your sort of thing but the support and encouragement is there. Give it a try, you might get a surprise.

By the way I'm not there yet, I lost almost 2 stone steadily then started yoyo-ing a pound or two up and down because I wasn't organised enough. However I would have put it all back on if I hadn't continued to go to the group.

I sort of admire your mil deeda except for the teeth!

My awful warning was three months ago when after some blood tests my GP told me I was prebdiabetic! I had no idea there was such a thing.

My BP is also higher than it should be so I have been trying hard to lose weight, mainly by diet and walking. When I went back for a checkup last week and told another GP I'd only lost 2.5 KG in 2 months (and 2 kg was lost due to a chest infection!) she said the only way was to eat even less!

I've given up all my favourite foods: deserts, cakes, pasta, potatoes and bread. I don't snack between meals and drink water with a small glass of wine once or twice a week. It's all very disheartening!

I will give it a few more days to see if anyone else remembers the thread and if no on does I am ready for the men with the white coats.

Was your MIL Les Dawson, Deeda?

Merlotgran,deedaa,Teetime, so funny.

No, it's def you going doolally.

Really, NanKate? now I am worried, because I do not remember it!Oh dear.

Am I going doolally or what but I remember this thread from months ago, is it being repeated ?

My awful warning was MiL. After a hysterectomy in her 40's she informed us that thank goodness she could wave goodbye to all that sex stuff and stop worrying about what she wore. From then on it was 3 blue crimplene dresses rotated through the week for years! No make up, hair grown long and worn in a bun so no hairdresser. Never cleaned ger teeth or went to the dentist so ended up with a mouth full of stumps, wouldn't have knee replacements until it was way too late and she couldn't walk at all, and lived on a diet of butter, full cream milk, and cream cakes while complaining about her weight.

Joining a slimming club was the way to go for me. New friends, support and plenty of bonhomie and laughter. I recommend it.

oops have just signed up for something called Zumba gold - tried Zumba a few years ago - nearly killed me.

My awful warning came when my much loved black swimming costume which always made me look quite toned and fit finally rotted and fell to bits.

It fitted really well so I sent for another one in the same size.

I could barely get it over my knees

How was I to know it had stretched three sizes in the intervening years?

Most gyms will give you a free taster session; mine will give a one week free pass. What I like is the way that you can gradually increase the weights and build up your strength slowly. I tend to either go all the time or not at all; haven't been able to go recently because of the poorly dog etc, and I've found myself getting out of breath when I walk up the stairs. One week on from going each day and I'm feeling loads better and the breathlesness has gone. In fact, I'm off now. It only takes 10 minutes to get there and the routine I have takes 45 minutes. It does, however, often take me several hours to actually go #justcheckgransetohthinki'llhavecuppateatennisison....

I'm going to a gym to get some supervised exercise so I don't damage my poor back even more, to be in the warm and dry as I spent oodles of time outside on the golf course and on country walks and I want to exercise consistently through the winter which is my danger zone for eating and lazing about generally and in the hope I might meet some new friends who don't play golf. The sports centre is a council/private partnership and for £26 a month includes the gym and all the classes and swimming so I think that's a good deal. Its five minutes walk from my house. I haven't quite signed up yet but I will. I agree Tegan a good pre Raphaelite concept - love the PRs!!

Awful warning happens every time I go into a clothes shop changing room. Surrounded by mirrors that accentuate every thread vein, wibbly wobbly bits and move me up two dress sizes, I wonder why they aren't using rose tinted lights.

Now, perhaps I need to find a gym that deals with back, hip, knee, shoulder etc that don't move too well to tone those wobbly bits.

I walk, garden, house work (sometimes) so why don't I have the body I used to?

My awful warning came several years ago when we had a touring caravan , we were sat outside in the sunshine after a very calorific lunch. My husband was asleep and I was just dozing on and off. A young couple were walking by enjoying the day, the man turned to his girlfriend and thinking I was asleep as well said ' I see it's time for the pigs to process their lunch then' I have never forgotten how humiliated I felt but having said that if I were to meet him again I would have to thank him as we are now fitter,lighter and more active Never did mention it to my DH.

Not when it's p***ing down crun....#liketoday!

My 'Awful Warning' came in the form of an artist father of a friend. He was looking at us as we lazed on sunloungers in bikinis, as our babies dozed in the shade, and said he would love to paint me as I was a combination of paintings by Titian and Rubens. Back then I couldn't think what sort of paintings Rubens did - but when my friend opened one eye to say 'he means you are fat!' I certainly have never forgotten since!

Why a gym? There's a whole world out there, where you can exercise for free.

.....I feel the title of this thread should be the name of a Pre Raphaelite painting [perhaps some of our artistic members could oblige #soopwhereareu?]

What sort of gym are you going to, Teetime? I go to our local council run one which costs £19 a month; the private one I used to go to was far more expensive and nowhere near as good. It's nice to go somewhere where there are people of all ages; my £19 includes use of the swimming pool and sauna as well as a lot of exercise classes. I think I bore my daughter by talking about things I've seen on tv, as young people seem to mainly watch box sets or films these days.

I'm an awful warning to myself every time I take my clothes off!