Evening ladels and jellyspoons,
It's been a while since I talked about starting to lose weight, so here's a catch up! Don't worry I have lots of other things to talk about other than my quest for a slimmer Mrs B, I promise, but I have been busy and poorly :0( so not had a great deal of time on my hands.
So the first few weeks went really well, I went from 'unmentionable' stone 10.5lb to 'unmentionable' stone 3lb in a few weeks, 7.5lbs off, happy days! I was dedicated, fitted in some cheeky exercise and everything, but I was also astonished, I don't have a great deal of belief in myself you see. Then the car went in to be de-dented and re-sprayed etc and I was car less for two weeks (recognising the excuses forming here) and didn't weigh. The first week I didn't weigh I was really good, but the second week to be honest, I just used it as an excuse to eat whatever I wanted :0( not a good move Mrs B....
So after the second naughty week, I vowed to be really good for the week and get on it again for the following week. This unfortunately fell by the wayside, a drunken weekend ensued along with eating my own body weight in everything, and then I chickened out of weighing! This meant that I'd then missed 3 weeks of dieting and was almost ready to fall back on the, 'I need to diet but I don't know how to start or stay focussed' crap excuse that I had used for almost 5 stone now, and that is no good for anyone!
So I manned up, grew a pair and got on the scales and no excuses. I had put on 5lb, so that's me back up to 'unmentionable' stone 8lb. I can certify that it certainly is easier to gain weight then it is to lose it, although I suspect anyonewho has ever dieted can tell you that! But never fear, I am now back on it, we had a 'healthy' takeaway on weigh in night just to finish off the naughty week (as all us dieters know, weigh in night is naughty night, nothing counts after you have been weighed and your points start again the next day!) and have started again with strong resolve.
Unfortunately I was then laid up in bed most of this week with a nasty chest infection, antibiotics and steroids so no dieting, but not through choice this time, through necessity. I did sneakily get on my scales Saturday, which I know I shouldn't do at home between weigh ins, BUT they delightfully told me I was back down to 'unmentionable' stone 3lb. To be fair I have hardly eaten anything all week being so poorly, but it has actually given me a massive boost. We did a cake filled baby shower for my sister Saturday and I only had one cupcake! (Even if I did have one for breakfast today... oops!) But losing this arse isn't going to happen over night, the road is long and hard and I did count the points - after all I baked the bloody things so know what was in them!
I remember daily and know the reasons inside and out as to why I need to lose weight, I just find focussing so hard when I love food so much, because lets face it, if I didn't, my arse certainly wouldn't be this size ha! But... I am going to crack this, I have support at work, at home and from all of the lovely people who sent me messages of encouragment on facebook and twitter, I won't let you down and most of all I won't let me down.
I'll keep you posted.... xxx
