Well last week's photo was popular. My readers increased. I suspect this week's picture won't have the same effect!
I'm like the antithesis of someone on Instagram who posts pictures of themselves not fully clothed. The difference is that they are showing body perfection - tight bum, six pack on a flat stomach, muscles and slender thighs. Exactly...nothing like me! Even I find it weird that I post some photos of me knowing that I'm not in the slightest bit proud. But I am a little pragmatic. I'm obviously happy to say this is me, like it or lump it! Though I choose to lump it.
The whole self love (I'm not being rude here) is still not fitting. I mean the inside is ok. I try to be a kind, nice person and I basically am I think. I have my flaws too but that's normal, isn't it? But the outside - nope, not feeling the love. Flogging a dead horse, it is never going to happen. It's not every last inch of me but the bits that I hate I will always hate, always, unless I can change it. I might learn to live with it but I'll never love it.
So I've broken my first cardinal rule of weight loss! WEIGH YOURSELF DAILY! And I have completely ignored this. Partly because I know that a morning step on the scales means I'm mindful of weight and I don't want to be (at the moment - head in sand etc.). But also because I am simply out of the habit. I need to get into the habit again. Even if I still choose to eat that cream cake I need to have the option. Without weighing myself I'm not even giving myself a option. The cake is eaten without a bye or leave. And this is dangerous!
Enjoying a lovely week in Derbyshire. It's so pretty and idyllic (see photo taken in a gorgeous village called Tissington). Once I'm back home I'll start to at least give myself the option of getting onto plan.
Holiday calories don't count! Everyone knows that!
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