Wow, I made an appointment today to get weighed. I have avoided getting weighed since Christmas because I felt such a blimp, I want to avoid ever being weighed and seeing a gain. SO I have plodded from day to day sort of sticking with it and feeling very hard done by. Mutter mutter grumble moan.
Today I told myself that enough was enough, I need to get with it and be enthusiastic again. SO I called and I have an appointment for next tuesday, as soon as I made the appt, I was back on the plan. I feel excited again and am eager to see if I have lost weight. ( I think I got rid of any I may have gained over christmas. )
It feels so good to be ready to work at it again.
One strange thing that I notice every day is the shock of clothes fitting. I get my PJs out and because I have so many comfy PJs I have a lot of choice, some looser than others but suddenly all of them are loose. I look in the drawers and every evening I am amazed that I don't have to rooth though to find the comfiest. Then I realise that it is entirely in my control to make it that I never have to worry about them being tight again.
I also threw away the 'safe' jeans, my lovely at least one size too big, stretchy safe jeans. I just knew that I have to start believing that I am getting smaller, the longer I keep wering the huge baggy clothes, the longer I am going to feel huge and baggy. So they went in the bin and I haven't missed them a bit.
BREAKFAST. Slimfast. Banana.
LUNCH. Crackerbreads with cream cheese and jam.
DINNER. Chicken, roasted courgettes, peppers, parsnips and tomatoes.
Snacks. Goji berry flapjack. Special K cereal.
I have increased the levels of water I am drinking too, means lots of peeing but it must be done!