The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl
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At just twenty-three years old, Shauna Reid weighed 351 pounds. Spurred into action by the sight of her enormous white knickers billowing on the clothesline, she created the hugely successful blog "The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl." Hiding behind her Lycra-clad, roly-poly alter-ego, her transformation from couch potato to svelte goddess began.
Today, eight thousand miles, seven years, and 175 pounds later, the gloriously gorgeous Shauna is literally half the woman she used to be. Hysterically funny and heart-wrenchingly honest, The Amazing Adventures of Dietgirl includes travel tales from Australia to Paris to Red Square, plus romance when she meets the man of her dreams in a Scottish pub. This is the uplifting true story of a young woman who defeated her demons and conquered her cravings to become a real-life superhero to inspire us all.
joggers. They were making themselves sweaty on purpose, rather than it being an unfortunate consequence of simple, everyday movement. Do you think I’ll ever be able to do that? I have my doubts, considering the things that currently leave me red-faced and panting: • Walking up the stairs in our flat • Making the bed • Tying my shoelaces • Bending down to fetch vegetables from the fridge • Dislodging myself from behind the steering wheel to get out of the car The one good thing about this
supportive of my lard-busting efforts even though she still battles with her own weight. Our relationship has changed dramatically. It feels as if we’re equals now and we can talk and listen without judgment. We’re more open and honest, as if trying to make up for all those years of emotional distance. I feel I’m getting to know her at last. She’s warm, funny, and ever so slightly annoying with her self-help books and new age jargon, and I relish our newfound closeness. “Ma, I’m fine. And I
pounds 49 pounds lost—137 to go After the dazzling success of the Vampire Method walking regime, this week I went back to the gym. Rhiannon and I joined up six months ago in a fit of good intentions, but my efforts were short-lived. I had an induction with a friendly girl called Angela, but I don’t think she quite knew what to do with me. She weighed me (310 pounds, the scale maximum) and tried to do my measurements, but her tape measure couldn’t reach around my hefty hips. Then she tried to
I’ve never felt so grateful for my sister and our unspoken understanding of all things. We needed cheesecake. It was huge, like the face of an old school clock, glowing orange with the promise of passion fruit crunch. We sat in front of the telly and ceremoniously cracked open the box. “I’m sure Poppy would have wanted us to have this,” said Rhiannon with a sly smile. “Yes!” I cut two fat slices. “To Poppy!” It tasted smooth and cool, almost easing the hollow ache in my stomach. We sat there
resist blurting the news to Gareth. “Shauna in print!” he grinned. “That’s great news. So what’s the book about?” “Umm…” How could I explain without betraying my secret? “It’s just about chicks,” I said vaguely, “and their weight loss experiences.” “Cool! How did you get involved with that?” “Well, I know Erin… from the Internet. It was a message board or something. Where chicks gather to talk about their fat.” Yeah, that’ll do. This morning Gareth was still snoozing in my bed when I left.