Hi my name is Amy and I'm a crap-oholic! I clearly need an intervention or some sort of junk food rehab clinic to lock me up! Last week I started being slightly healthier, I say slightly because when it came to 5am and starting work at 5:30am my sugar tooth kicked in with a Nutella go bar...baaaad mistake discovering those bad boys. I managed to lose 4lbs throughout the week but come the weekend we had a craft and cake fair at work and the will power practically ran out the building! Tomorrow is a new day! Everyone has stumbles. This is mine. I was showing clients at work my before and after photographs and I was reminded of how much work and effort I put into myself this time last year. I was a whole 20lbs light and may I even say it, the abs were becoming an actual thing! They were there! I mean I still had a layer of fat around them but they definitely existed. Then all willpower and motivation left and here I am. A junk food-aholic confessing my sins on here. ...

Lets start at the beginning... I have always been on the chubby side, never obese, never worried, just uncomfortable in my own skin. Over the years I've tried little diets, I've tried supplements but I've never had the will power to see it through. This all changed when I had to make the hard decision to quit my international job and return home to the UK. I came back to no job, moved back in with my mum, I basically hit a massive low. It was my choice to leave my job but even so it wasn't easy. I left friends and security behind but in return I gained my family and home town back. Here is where my healthy lifestyle began. I arrived back into the country and into my mother's loving arms. For the first week whilst my mum continued to cook healthily as she was on "Slimming World", I sat there enjoying the glorious home foods and drinks that I longed for whilst living abroad. a few ciders here, a big bag of chocolate there and before you know it, I ...