Showing posts with label Weight. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Weight. Show all posts

Wednesday, 19 December 2012

Winter Weight Watchers

Does my bum look big in this?
Greetings Muleteers!  It's not even New Year and FH has got me on the dreaded diet plan..... ugh.... FH says that the best time to lose those extra summer pounds is to shiver myself cold over the winter.   This is just not fair FH!!

FH is obsessed with my waistline!  It's not my fault that I only have to glimpse a blade of grass to pile on the pounds.  Dragon is lucky, she is fit and toned and has nice long legs, she is the athletic, slim one of us, Roller hides his plumpness under a ridiculous fur coat.  I however am persecuted for being fluffy..... or at least that's my excuse.  I am sure that my beautiful fur coat adds at least 4 inches of outline, paired with my rather short leggies I admit I look a little rotund but feel underneath and there are ribs and everything!! Honest!


I think FH forgets how much slimmer I am now, remember FH when I arrived here and literally looked like a barrel on legs?  There was no running around as I was too puffed and my extra pounds rippled, not a good look..... Here's me when I first arrived with my old lady pony friend, I do look a little like a barrel don't I - oops! Those extra blades of grass in my old home had really gone to my hips....


Ever since my youthful excesses FH has decided that I should be permanently placed on a 'Weight Watchers' programme of straw, more straw, exercise and only the very tiniest amount of nice sustenance like grass and hay.... mean - very mean!  I may waste away....

To add to the indignity FH has taken to measuring me on a weekly basis, can you believe this?  She makes me stand and then gets this weigh tape thingy out, wraps it around me and pulls it tight around my chest. Apparently it gives FH an estimate of how much weight I've lost, or not as often happens :-( I just can't hide from that pesky tape measure.


It was weigh in day at the weekend, never have I heard FH so elated at the weekly weigh in, very frequently she groans and shakes her head.  This week she gave me a big kiss and even scratched my bottom, it would seem that I am this year's biggest loser!  Hey that doesn't sound like something to celebrate?

I have wasted away to a teeny tiny 129 kg according to the weigh tape, I may not make it through the winter at this rate FH!  Can you believe that when I first arrived I was 169 kg!!  I have lost nearly 25% of my bodyweight, surely this is enough?  FH reckons not, she wants to feel every rib and reckons that some more walks are in order over Christmas, the walks I don't mind as I get FH all to myself but maybe just a few extra carrots please Santa?

I am a well proportioned mule, I can't help my fluff and short legs!
For all my fellow calorie counters out there, I feel your pain but I heard that at Christmas it doesn't matter??  Let's make a pact to stuff the diet and start up weight watchers again in the new year ;-)