Diary Of A Dieter by Marie Coulson
Genre: Contemporary Romance. A British Romantic Comedy.
Release Date: August 17th 2013
Curvy girl, Charlene Winters, had it all: the great career, wonderful friends and a dreamy fiancé.
With her wedding day just three weeks away, Charlene is dealt a devastating blow. Suddenly finding her life, hopes and plans in tatters, the jilted bride sinks into despair and a tub of Ben and Jerry’s cookie dough. With the heartache of her fiancé’s infidelity still fresh, Charlene’s whisked away by her friends on a life-changing holiday. But how will this big fish cope now that she’s back in the dating pond and surrounded by slender trouts with Botox lips?
Frustrated by best friend Adam thwarting her attempts at romance, and her girls Vanessa and Dana eager to set her up with a boy toy, Charlene decides the time for change is upon her. What she needs is a change of scenery, a change of dress size and maybe, a change of heart.
Hauling my gym bag beside me, I pushed my way into the gym. The smell of sweat immediately wafted up my nostrils, and I gagged loudly. Dana cringed beside me.
“Oh my God. Charlene, it smells like crotch in here!”
Snorting a laugh, I held my hand over my mouth and nose. She wasn’t wrong. It wreaked, but the need to lose weight was overruling my need for fresh—or at least less clammy—air. Holding our breath, we made our way through the reception to the large aerobics hall at the far end. If there was ever a fear of us being blinded by old women and their cellulite … we were wrong. A sea of slim, fit, toned, and tall beauties turned and began scanning us up and down.
“I feel naked. Let’s go. We clearly don’t belong here.”
Spinning around, I moved toward the exit, but Dana blocked my path.
“Nope. You wanted to do this, and I bet they didn’t always look like that. Maybe this class really works!”
I furrowed my brow at her “Do you ever drop that optimistic glass you carry around?”
Dumping her bag on a bench, which was pushed against the white-washed wall, she smiled brightly. “Nope.”
Well, of course she was feeling good! As she slipped off her coat, I stared at her wide-eyed. Wearing a pair of tight leggings, a sports top that showed off far too much of her toned midriff, Dana was right at home amongst these women. I groaned in displeasure.
“Are you kidding me? Where did you get that body, and how much did you pay for it?”
She tilted her head to the side and tutted. “You had one, too, ‘til Brad started steamrolling your fitness regime. Remember?”
Did she always have to be right?
A loud clapping pulled me from my jealous glare at Dana and my attention was now focused on the petite, short blonde-haired, and clearly never-ate-a-cake in her life, fitness instructor at the front of the room.
“Hello everyone! It’s nice to see so many familiar faces, and I notice some new ones. Come up!”
I gawped at Dana who shrugged, grabbed my hand, and began dragging me to the front of the class.
“Hi, hello! It’s always nice to have new blood in our class. I’m the instructor, Francesca. Is this your first time at Zumba?”
I stood awkwardly as dozens of eyes stared at me. That’s right, ladies, I’m the fat girl. Every fitness class has one. And you all suddenly feel so much better about yourselves. That carrot you scoffed for breakfast doesn’t look so bad now. Does it?
“No, it’s our first class,” Dana answered.
Oh no. Didn’t she know she had just committed the cardinal sin of fitness class?
“Well, you ladies stay right here up front and follow the routine, you’ll be just fine.”
I was in hell. Not only was I the only chubby girl in the room, I was now the entertainment at the front of the class! Clapping her perfectly manicured hands again, Francesca encouraged people to move into a space as she hit the play button on the CD player. The Brazilian sounds of the lambada filled the room, and I felt sick.
Swaying her disgustingly tiny hips back and forth, Francesca began a routine that looked like it belonged on the stage; not a hall in one of the smelliest gyms in London. Dana, of course, was a natural. Swaying, bouncing, and shaking her pert little arse around the room like a pro, she put the rest of us to shame. Well, I say the rest of us, but I mean me.
I bounced, jiggled, and wobbled myself around that mat as though I had a feather tickler shoved up my arse. I wasn’t sure how this would help me lose a few pounds, but with the flailing of my limbs and sporadic movements of my hips, there was a good chance we’d have rain.
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About The Author
Born and bred in England, Marie discovered her love for writing when she was a mere child. Beginning with poetry and short stories, she soon discovered her flare and passion for the written word.
After pursuing a career in childcare, education and the care of the elderly, she left her job in the summer of 2012. Embarking on a new career as a therapist, it was at this point that she finally sat down to write a novel that had been plotted for nearly three years. Only three months later…Bound Together was born.
Let me preface this review by saying that Marie Coulson could write the alphabet in 26 different languages and it would be fantastic. Her writing draws you in and flows effortlessly. Diary of a Dieter, for me, was a fun, light, easy read, with just enough angst and many laugh out loud moments.
This is the story of Charlene (Charlie) and Adam who have been best friends since…..well, forever. “Adam was my friend, and there was no force on earth that was going to change that. Boyfriends, girlfriends, and a fiancé had passed between us, but our bond was the strongest relationship either of us had ever had.” With every turn of the page, you can feel, you hope, you want, and you know in your heart of hearts that Charlie and Adam belong together. I really liked the “realness” of this story. The characters had flaws; we’re normal, down to earth, everyday people. Not the drop dead gorgeous super models, perfect in every way, or the sex on a stick “bad boys”. This story is so relatable and realistic that it’s easy to get lost in the pages
After Charlie’s fiancé dumps her, three weeks before the wedding, leaving Charlie a jilted bride, she embarks on a crazy quest to find Mr. Right. Online dating, exclusive hook-up clubs, etc. Charlie’s adventures are hilarious! “It’s not as though I have a whole lot left to lose, is it? Clearly the old fashioned way didn’t work out so well for me. Maybe I can find my match on the internet, I mean, he has to be out there somewhere, right? My dream guy – the one that I was meant to be with all along. The one that really is the other half of me. I’m tired of losers, a**holes, and cheaters. I want my Prince Charming, and if I have to trawl through some frogs to get him, I will.” The lengths we go to, to find our soul mate, and we get so sidetracked, that we don’t realize he was right there the entire time.
On a side note, Gran, to me is a rock star!! I loved her character! She is a crass, snarky, pull no punches, and tell it like it is, 80+ year old grandmother. Her character will have you laughing out loud! She’s hilarious!
I highly recommend Diary of a Dieter!! It’s a feel good story that you will thoroughly enjoy!!! 5 – Laugh out loud – stars!!! Reviewed by Caryn