Every so often my sisters and I will ring each other and the conversation will go like this:

Kate: “Hi, it’s me. I’m so fat.”

Me: “Yeah, I’m so fat too.”

Kate: “Janey says she’s fat too.”

Anyway, that time has come around once again – we are simultaneously vast.

OK, we’re not Biggest Loser vast. But we’re carrying way more lard than we should be. And thanks to a genetic SNAFU, that lard resides in our arse-al region. Not to put too fine a point on it, we are “broad of beam”.

We workshopped the situation last week, and looked into what it was, for each of us, that made us actually go “geez I’m fat”.

• For me, it was when MY PYJAMAS GOT TOO TIGHT. Fairly certain I am the first person in the world that has happened to.
• For Janey, it was when the only thing that would fit her were sunglasses.
• And for Kate it was when she noticed her jeans were too short because the bum needed to “borrow” denim from the the legs.

Clearly it was time to take some affirmative action. But for fun (and because we couldn’t agree) we each decided to use a different method to shed the poundage.

I have chosen Weight Watchers. Kate is going with the Women’s Weekly 21 Day Wonder Diet, and Janey is ordering up a Lite ‘n Easy storm.

We have each had success in the past with our respective choices, so we are going with what we know.

Today actually marks a week since I re-joined Weight Watchers, and I am totally up myself to report that I have lost 2.3kg. Evidently this whole not-eating-so-much thing works pretty effectively. I’m nowhere near ready to put away the Nancy Gantz Pants just yet, but it looks like I’m on the way.

Kate is on holidays up the Coast, so I have yet to hear how she’s going, although it was considerate of the French Patisserie near our beach house to close for a month to help Kate in her weight loss mission. No croissants for her.

Janey is blessed with a bod that might be short, but which sheds kilos toot sweet once she gets started. Also, after 3 years living in Las Vegas, she has a wardrobe full of hot  fashions, with only two currently on high rotation. I predict she’ll be the one to beat as the contest hots up.

I know I should be posting before photos, but no. Just no.

Instead, I will post a couple of pics of when we looked hot. Hot-ish. Well, not fat. You choose.

Vegas, baby

The booties were because we were on the Skywalk @ The Grand Canyon - not because we are fashion-challenged

My plan is to post regularly with the results of our endeavours. I may even post “after” photos.

Have you had success with any of our methods? Have you ever been on a weight loss mission with family members?