‘My Goodnish Jayne you av lost weight!’ exclaimed Linda, my Hungarian cleaner, on Tuesday. It was the best news I had heard week but sadly it wasn’t true.  I have actually put on 5lb since I started my training.  I have really made a conscious effort to eat better than usual; porridge for breakfast, a sandwich for lunch and a home cooked evening meal.  Previously I survived on Costa chocolate twists and toast with peanut butter until dinner.  I think there are two problems.  Firstly portion size,  I feel incredibly hungry ALL OF THE TIME, even in the middle of the night, and secondly I usually decline crisps, nuts and biscuits in a vague attempt to keep normal sized. These days I am constantly raiding the sweetie tin justifying my extra calorie intake with an ‘Oh well I am training for a Marathon.’

I know all about the ‘Muscle Weighs More than Fat’ theory however it just doesn’t work for me.  I am far too self-doubting to look in a mirror and think ‘My, I am getting more slender.’  I need factual evidence and that can only be provided by the bathroom scales.

The depressing thing is that one of my main reasons for embarking on this feat was to lose weight. I had a romantic image of me arriving at JFK in November as a Nike-clad size 10, nodding knowingly at all the other elite athletes in the baggage hall.  At this rate I am going to have to ask for a seat belt extension or even worse buy an additional plane seat.

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