Here we are, it’s weigh day and I know, I don’t think, I KNOW I have gained this week and I am dreading it.
Sounds stupid doesn’t it? You drink a bottle of port then eat like 4 BP garage sandwiches with the meal deal crisps, a mcd’s large meal and then some fried chicken at night you know you’re gonna gain weight, but at the TIME you feel like death so you just don’t care. Salad isn’t your friend with a hangover, everyone knows that.
But I also haven’t done the start of my C210K running this week yet either, and I feel guilty! It’s only myself that I am letting down here so I need to build a bridge and job on over it, but I usually do Mon/Weds/Fri – but yesterday I felt like so much ass, today I feel like a bit more ass. I think I’m getting a cold, there is a nasty virus floating about work so it’s no surprise but this also leads us to NOPESVILLE – when I am ill I do one of two things – eat nothing OR eat everything. After my weekend of rampaging on food and booze I think I’m in an eat everything mood. NONONO! I CANNOT LET THIS HAPPEN!
I was moaning about it to anyone that would listen and everyone has said the same thing – since being on SW I have lost or maintained EVERY week – if (when) I gain this week then there are a few things to remember:
1. I will know WHY I gained, because I was a lardo.
2. It will come off again.
3. You’re allowed to fall off the wagon at times, you’re only human.
4. It is NOT the end of the world, it’s a blip – a bad week, don’t let it get you down.
I am not one to blow my own trumpet but I have done well, maybe not as well as I could have done, but I’ve lived whilst eating better, had my slice of pizza and lost, so I know it can be done. This weekend I wasn’t balanced, that’s my own fault, but it’s ok! ITS OK!
But for the first week ever I am not looking forward to weigh in, but then I am not feeling well either. I considered not going but like I said a few posts back, that helps nothing, the best thing to do when lying in a pool of drool and disappointment after falling off the wagon – is to get right back on it.
It’ll be a gut punch to have to put a + next to my pic this week tho! I did have a lovely time in London, but next time I think my need to please the scales may outweigh the desire to nod off in a drunken stupor after planting mini burgers on my friend as she’s sleeping.