Like alot of people here lm not new to trying to loose weight, that t''shirt has been worn out, and ranged from size 22 to size 14 (although that one was too brief to get worn out!).
But since September last year l have tried to adopt a sensible healthy attitude to loosing weight, so during this period l went on holiday, enjoyed some naughty goodies and put on 5lbs. Got back on the straight and narrow and got it back off. Same over Xmas, 5lbs gained and lost again. You can see theres a pattern here😂. But lv been really pleased that lv got straight back to what l should be doing to achieve a sensible weight and not throw the towel in as l have so many times before and have now lost 2 1/2 stones.
But despite being 'good' all week l had a day off. I went out for sunday lunch, didn't have the potatoes, only the veg and lean beef but did have the fruit crumble and one scoop of icecream. I didn't even have a glass of wine. 😇 By 7pm l was starving as lm not used to having main meal at lunchtime. So l had one sandwich and some leftover icecream from Xmas thats now gone. So yes l had a naughty day but nothing toooo horrendous l thought.
Why l felt the need to get on the scales this morning l haven't got a clue but l did. 3LBS ON!!!!!!!
Im suprised the scales didn't go through the window, or me to disolve into tears. My head was saying 'its not proper weight, its just your body reacting to the fat/carbs etc that its not used to'. My heart and sole were screaming something unrepeatable.
I know if lm sensible it will sort itself out but dear lord mother nature can be cruel sometimes.
Moan over, pplease forgive my indulgence on both levels.