I actually saw 18 st 0 lbs on the scales just after Christmas, and 16 st 13 lbs just once in April. I'm now back up at 17st 6 lbs.
I've cycled 2,200 miles since 1st January.
In the last ten years, my weight has ranged from 19 st 3 lbs to 14 st 10 lbs.
It is really depressing to be so heavy. I've been fighting my weight for thirty years.
I'm not stupid, I know what to eat and what to avoid. But I don't have the willpower to keep a sensible diet going for more than two weeks, let alone two years. I eat too much, and I can't seem to stop.
Bollocks.
That is an almost exact description of my condition, although it's rather longer since I weighed less than 15 stone. That would have been in the late 1980s when I was introduced to badminton and played quite a bit.
Food is my addiction and it sounds like yours also.
Skinny people don't believe food is an addictive drug but they don't understand and can get quite pompous (try going without it for a few weeks).
Of course the problem food-addicts have is that:
1) They are surrounded by it
2) It's socially acceptable
3) You must have at least some every day (unlike booze, nicotine and heroin)
4) It tastes f***ing gorgeous (why can't they make food taste horrible? I'd be thin)
5) Eating is not all about hunger and survival
I hate being overweight. I love being lighter and fitter. I feel bad immediately after overeating. I feel great after eating healthily. I'm intelligent enough to understand what causes weight gain and yet I can (and do) overeat.
Go figure.
I'm losing weight now but I know I will always be at risk of piling it all back on again for the rest of my life.
I never knowingly walked past a bacon sandwich.