Measuring

Allrighty, the book recommends publicly putting yourself out there, subject to humiliation, in order to successfully stay on track. I am not going to give you my measurements, weight or take a disgusting picture of myself in a bikini that doesn't remotely fit. Suffice to say, I had my husband measure me and that was enough embarrassment, thank you very much! I don't own a caliper or any of those other odd devices listed in the book, so a good old fashioned tape measure and digital scale is what I am going to work with. I didn't gasp when I did any of the measurements, partly because my husband was standing right there, and partly because he made me do it in centimetres. All I will tell you is, nothing was in the 200's. 'Nuff said.