Well last week I left you on a precipice - was I losing weight? Gaining weight? Or staying the same? I think the photo tells you all you need to know! I had Friday and Saturday to reign it in, so what happened? Friday my work colleague brought in a tray of chocolate doughnuts - I don't even bloody like doughnuts but I had one! Then my daughter invited me over for pizza, prosecco and a sleepover. Lush! But not exactly pulling it in though and of course no weigh in Sunday morning as I wasn't home. Instead, as Sunday was such a lovely day, we went to the beach and had that enormous ice-cream (see left) ha ha. When I stood on the scales Monday morning I was half a pound up!! I'm thinking that is actually ok. Then on Tuesday morning I decided to check... And I'd lost the half plus another! So I'm on a roll!? Tuesday after work I went spinning then home for omelette and salad. Seconds after I'd finished I was sick! Then sick again! Obviously I couldn't resist stepping on the scales again, thinking I must have lost half a stone? I lost another pound. Still going great I thought... Then I had 2 days in Edinburgh. This potentially should have been ok - but it wasn't. I won't bore you with all the details but I will say we had fun!
So I'm here yet again. I have Friday and Saturday to make it all good again ready for my weigh in on Sunday morning. Deja vu! Will I get away with it again? I must or I'm in real danger of it all falling apart and that must not happen! I like being slimmer, even if it is only a stone at the moment! I can do this and I will do this!! I will continue to live my life and have fun but losing weight is just not optional for me anymore.
Um the vomiting? No pretty sure it wasn't a bug or bad food. I think it was one of my funny allergic reactions again. A couple of anti histamines and I was right as rain again! You may not want the details but hubby was great... Flushing the loo and mopping my brow and getting me water! I exaggerate about the brow mopping lol but he did stand behind me all the time.... With my epi-pen in his hand begging to stab me! No worries though - to his utter disappointment no stabbing was needed!
Every time I lose weight, I find it again - in the fridge!
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