It’s weigh in day, a day that normally strikes fear into the hearts of dieters all the world over, I normally do not have that fear, alas, today… I do.
I lost my 1st Stone last week, then the kids went away with their grandparents and I suddenly has a week to myself, and it all went a bit wrong. I didn’t end up planning out dinners like I usually do, instead I skipped one here, ate at Starbucks for one there, and before I knew it I was out with my brother eating all you can eat buffet a PIZZA HUT of all places!!! I told myself I’d have all the free Salad, yeah no, I had pizza. Not loads, but enough, too much. OH DEAR.
So I am not looking forward to weigh in, I’m telling myself I’ve probably put on 2lbs, I will be happy if its that or lower, well not happy, but I accept it, it’s my fault. I got lazy and celebratory. SILLY GIRL! THAT ISN’T HOW THIS WORKS! I even toyed with the idea of not going tonight, it’s my youngests birthday and I was all… ooh thats a good excuse, but I know what I am like, once I let that cog turn in such a way I’ll be not going every other week and shovelling mars bars in non stop. So I will go, and I will face the music, and I will get back on that horse and lose it all and more for the next week.
Well I already got back on the horse, but I will stay on it. I won’t let this iffy week defeat me, it was my own fault, choices I made, but thats how it works sometimes, we can’t always be perfect even if we are always in control. I honestly don’t feel like I am dieting anyway, I just went a bit mad with the boredom of being with no kids and having no need for as much structure! WELL! LESSON LEARNED! I DO NEED STRUCTURE!
I am trying not to beat myself up over a week, I know I can do it! I have done it! I WILL DO IT AGAIN!
On a side note, I ate a Reeses PB Pumpkin yesterday on a whim, the crashed out on teh sofa for 2 hours and felt like absolute ASS afterwards, that’s put me off chocolate for a bit, at least!