So yesterday was a bit of an emotional rollercoaster for me.. weighed myself shortly after getting up and it said 26st 3lbs, and I felt sad because I know for the few days before official weigh day I was at 26st 1lb so I was expecting to break the 26st mark.
Later in the day I decided to have a bath, to relax and hopefully feel better. Before I got in, I decided to weigh myself again. I still hadn't eaten anything. Only differences were I reweighed naked and it was a few hours after getting up. This time it said 26st 1lb. Yay! I stepped off, waited, did it again, and repeated about 5 times just to be sure. Always 26st 1lb.
So I don't know if there was something off with the scales or if my body was adjusting to being vertical after waking up (I don't know if thats a thing but it kinda makes sense, to me anyway). So yesterday, at week 5, I was at a 10lbs loss!
Now I was happier, although still feeling "low" which I have been for a few weeks now. After the bath, I sat on my bed drying my hair and started thinking about my cat Elsa who died in 2018. It's been a while since I have got upset or cried about her but it just got to me for some reason. I ended up crying for about half hour and having my boyfriend come hug me while it passed.
So I went from sad to happy to depressed to okay in the space of 6 hours lol. I'm doing okay today. How is everyone else so far this week?