So, me and my man were weighing ourselves this morning, discussing weight and fitness and so on.
I got on the scales and was bemused to realise that I weigh exactly two stone more than I did when we got together.
It was a bit scary really. Not that I have gained two stone, but that I was ever two stone lighter. Man, I must've been skinny. Like sick skinny. We couldn't actually pinpoint where I was keeping an extra two stone! Ten pounds, maybe ... 24 pounds? No way.
I guess I am more at home in my body now than I was way back when.
