So I went to Slimming World’s Man of the year conpetition yesterday. ’Twas a nice day out, scrummy lunch was provided and I got a nice looking (no idea what it tastses like) bottle of champers as a gift (well we all did). Sadly didn’t get through the the final as I had no ‘hook’ (some of them were real tear-jerkers) but the guy who won was nice enough. For me though, my weight-loss ‘journey’ has all been about being (at least a little) healthier and feeling better being me (yeah you may think my journals are bad now but I’ve felt much, much worse). Yeah the money would have been nice but at the end of the day it ain’t everything. Oh look it’s Monday morning, just where did my weekend go?