Something weird has happened.
I weighed myself this morning and it would appear I have only put on 1.75lbs in the last three weeks. What? Come again?
I am shocked. I cannot believe it. I'm only 13 stone and 3.25lbs. What the chuff? This is amazing news! I can only assume that years of forcing myself to eat healthily has paid off and finally some good habits have actually become normal behaviour and the junk that I have been eating really hasn't been that much.
The minute, nay the second, that I saw the numbers flash up on the scales, I was hit with motivation similar to Wylie Coyote being hit with an anvil from a great height. |It was like one second I was indifferent, the next - ready to rock and roll.
There really isn't long until Christmas but I would be a total moron if I didn't take this good news and run with it.I'm going to weigh in on Tuesday 18th (6 days) and the day I head back to the family fold for Christmas, Sunday 23rd (5 days). It's not long and I have all manner of festive lunches/dinners/drinks and events between now and then. However, if I don't try then where will I be.
I did have a sneaky peek at my spreadsheet from this time last year and I was quite a bit lighter. 12stone 9lbs to be precise. That's annoying - but it is only half a stone away from where I am at the moment. It's really not that a big deal but I would love to be few pounds closer to that so here I go...