...well, from the depths of despair last week to the heights of euphoria this week, I lost a whopping 1.9kg (!). This brings my total loss to 10.6kg meaning I am over a third of the way there. Ecstatic!
Naturally I'm more than happy to post that graph this week
I also got to my 10% (as in I'd lost 10% of the weight I first weighed in at) which is one of the goals WW likes to celebrate. Of course it was excruciatingly mortifying answering questions about my loss, what I am doing and how all this is making me feel in front of the group (which of course was exceptionally large yesterday evening) BUT still a small price to pay for the loss itself!
So the moral of the story, does there have to be one? Well for me it's DON'T GIVE UP ON YOURSELF! No matter, how many bad days or sometimes even weeks you have, don't throw the towel in altogether, keep plodding away. I fight with myself every single day as I try not to give in to food whims & fancies and every single day it's a battle to put on my sneakers and go for a walk. Yes, I've had a good week this time but last week was bloody terrible and who knows if this week will turn out how I hope it will?! So for me it boils down to this, if I make an effort more of the time than I don't, even if that only tips the balance slightly in my favour, in the end I will lose weight.
Wow, I really did get a bit evangelical this time didn't I! Terribly sorry, don't mean to be, just v chuffed and feeling the love today :)