The last two days have been tough. Yesterday I was feeling annoyed at only having lost 2lb, despite genuinely trying hard and avoiding "bad" food, and I was also hormonal which wasn't a great combination. I managed to resist having a pig-out, which is what I really wanted to do, and instead decided I would have a slightly nicer tea. Fresh mozzarella and tomato pasta with roasted veg sauce and Tesco Finest onion bread on the side. Yum! Really made me feel better because it was a bit "naughtier" than I would usually have, but not so bad that it would blow the diet completely.
I really feel I'm my own worst enemy sometimes. I get the devil in me encouraging me to eat chocolate and sweets by telling me that I've only lost 2lb for all that effort and it's really not worth it. I know that if I do give in the only person I'll be hurting is myself. And, I must keep reminding myself, 1lb per week weight loss is almost 4 stone in a year...and that is nearly my target!
So, onwards I plod on my very long journey to weight loss. A nice 3lb or so in the next week would really help to lift my spirits but I'm guessing that's not going to happen. Not like those buggers on The Biggest Loser who lose a stone a week (but then, they are eating nothing but salad and exercising for 6 hours a day so of course they'll lose more!).
Tomorrow I'm going easy on myself. We're having a breakfast meeting at work with croissants so I will have a lighter breakfast. We're then going out for drinks and food after work so that'll up the calorie intake quite significantly but hey, this is the rest of my life we're talking about and I can't be saintly every day. I know that the most important thing is to treat each day like the first, and if I do have any blips then I can just start again the next day.
Now I feel better :0)
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