I have to admit that on Thursday morning this week, I was at my wit's end. I jumped on the scales as usual and they read an awful 13st 11lbs. Then they conked out completely with no battery.
Whether or not that last reading was truly accurate, I was at my wit's end: my weight was just spiralling up and up, whilst my calorie tracker said I was on target, and I felt miserable.
Something had to change, and then and there I decided that a) I needed to pull my socks up completely, don my big girl panties (which depressingly, probably fit far too well), and make a proper commitment, and b) all of the above needed to be done on a plan I knew worked .... whether I liked it or not it was time to go back to Weightwatchers.
Amazingly, the scales this morning put me back around the 13st 4-5lb marker already, which I don't think I've seen for several weeks now. Either I had the worst bloating ever, the scales were totally lying prior to the batteries dying (but I don't think so because yesterday's reading with new batteries didn't suggest that) or several days of giving tough love to yourself really helps. I don't know, and I don't care, but it really makes me want to continue!!
I'm in the mindset of nothing is irreplaceable / unique - if you don't eat it now, it will still be there another time. In other words, stick to basics, avoid any treats unless I really do have the points for them left over in my daily allowance, and try and stick as closely as possible to those daily points without allowing myself to wander.
I have a bit of a challenge today as I have a dinner out at a Chinese restaurant this evening, a big party tonight and I'm going to the Harbour Festival here in Bristol today ... but hey, the sun is shining, I'm feeling happy and I can do it!
Happy weekend folks!!
- Posted from my iPhone