We'll miss chubby chops will be assaulting the weighing scales first thing in the morning......it's quite a palava.....husband wakes me up at 7 , directs me to the loo for the pre weigh in pee, he then steps on the scales to activate them for me while i strut around the bathroom in my dressing gown & boxing gloves; if I put weight on I punch him, I can recommend this rather than kicking the cat !
It's my first weigh in and I'm a bit nervous........ my sisters first week was awful, despite( she swears ) being really good she didn't lose weight.....I hope I do, I do like to see some pay back after all ! And part of me thinks 'here we go again' weekly weigh ins, have I been 'good enough' to see the digits decrease a bit, God help me if I've put on because there an unopened tub of Haagen Dazs vanilla ice cream in the freezer, I meant to give it away, ( just couldn't do it though!) I feel I should practice what I preach but God if I could go back to when I was 15 and started this diet lark I would so not have started it...... I feel I've got the tools now, but the scarring from a life time of dieting run deep; will I always be the fat girl