Okay. It's time to fess up. I'm not really doing very well with the whole diet and exercise thing. I just can't seem to get a grip, a really firm grip of things. Motivation is not high.
I give myself a talking to and I am resolute that THIS IS IT. No more faffing about. No more half arsed attempts. That lasts as long as it takes for the next tempting thing to come along and glance in my direction.
I managed to scrape a lost of a quarter of a pound on Thursday. That really is pathetic and based on the weekend's takeaway pizza and Chinese on Saturday and Sunday night respectively, I'm not holding out much hope for a loss this week. In my defence the takeaways have occurred through social situations which have been beyond my control. What is in my control though, is not sneakily eating a meringue nest, extra forkfuls of creamy pasta and ditching a run because it looks a bit wet outside.
I've got two and a half weeks before I go away for two weeks. This was the deadline I gave myself to get back to wedding weight. I'm not aiming for ww though. All I am aiming, right now, is three fantastic days of clean eating and exercise so that when I do stand on the scales on Thursday morning it's not with a total sense of dread.
Current Weight: 12 stone 7.25lbs
Weight Loss This Week: 0.25lbs