I want a smaller bum

Many are the reasons. Most of them are related to all sorts of public seating that are definitely not made for the more generously proportioned arse! I can't wait to feel train seats get a bit more roomy. Taxis, plane seats, buses too. Let's just say public transport in general. Theatre seats, that's another good one. I've been on that side of weight loss before and it feels great to suddenly realize that there's more room either side of your bum and that you're not squished in between the arm rests. I hate having to find a seat on the train at the last minute, knowing that I take up more than my fair share of the seat. So I end up touching the person beside me with the sides of my thighs, invading their space. I get very self consciousness about it. And I'm equally conscious of spilling out on to the other side, into the aisle. I feel as if I'm getting in the way of people trying to get past.

I went out for coffee with my cuz this evening. We met straight after work, and I thought of getting food, but the cafe stopped serving full meals just before I got there, so my choices were limited. I was left with sausage rolls or cakes and buns. I was very hungry and decided that a packet of salted crisps was the least of the available evils. They were relatively high in cals at 265 for a 50g bag. I had the cals but would have prefered to spend them on proper food. Still, it kept full-on hunger at bay. At home, I had some chicken breast, but was hungry again later. TMM had a couple of burgers left over from what he'd cooked for his dinner while I'd been out, but I didn't want to eat one of them, thinking it unlikely that I'd be able to stop at just one. I had some dark choc instead, and was able to stop at that. I ended the day within target.