To the high seas

It was a year ago that my mother died. I was in the middle of my weight-loss phase and one of the last things my mom said to me, in a rare moment of lucidity in her last days, was how good I looked.

When things have become tough during previous diets I have always lied to myself that I’d get back on the waggon later – when life is less challenging. This time last year I decided that even though things were very tough, I would stick rigidly to my healthy-eating plan and I gave myself the opportunity of proving to myself that even when things are hard, I can still keep the commitments I’ve made.

We leave tomorrow for the rest of the month in Europe. We will be cruising around Scandinavia and Russia with Royal Caribbean on The Brilliance of the Seas and then spending time in London and Edinburgh.

I am a bit anxious about how I will cope eating at the buffet with food-on-tap 27/7 but I think I will manage not to go overboard. I am packing protein bars for the plane trip and will always keep a stash in my daypack so I don’t ever get too hungry. At R15 to the Pound, I plan not to eat out at all in the UK but rather to take along a lunch box with salad and chicken pieces from the supermarket.

I’ll send you a postcard when we arrive.