This is a long one, get comfy. I don’t talk about personal stuff much now, since my blog has evolved into a book blog from a general/mental health blog.
For the first time in 18 months, I weighed myself today. Last time I got weighed was at the start of 2020 when I was weighed at the start of a ‘get active’ programme with the local leisure centres, where I started swimming two to three times a week, and then a ‘weight management programme’ a few weeks later.
I will be talking about weight and BMI, so if that’s not a happy thing for you to think about, probably best not to read on.
I haven’t lost or gained any weight, but apparently I’m 6 centimetres shorter than I was in February last year…
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