This week marks ten weeks since I first stepped into my weight watchers group. Nine weeks of watching what I am eating "Weight watcher" style, but technically only six weeks actually trying due to holidays and other life goings on.
As I write this I am currently very uncomfortable after eating a Chinese takeaway. A treat meal for the family on J's request for a banquet after she made her "Rainbows Promise". I can easily vow now I am feeling this way that nothing bad will touch my lips this week, if only I could say that last week.
I forgot one of my contraceptive pills last week and it set my hormones into turmoil. Spots emerged, my moods swung, and the salty food and chocolate cravings kicked in BIG time. Thankfully it was just one missed tablet so after three days it levelled out again, but not before I did damage to my points.
This week I maintained. I am very relieved at that. I did wake up feeling thinner this morning despite what the scales say though. 10.5Ib down so far.
This week we have decided to invest in a running machine for home. I am so excited about this. No excuse not to walk or run now. No excuses when it arrives. I can not wait. I have also entered a 3K race with 3boyshubbyandme for the end of August, I now have something to work towards and super excited.
This week I will go forward with trying my best. I have already had a bad start with the Chinese, but with planning I can turn it around. It was nice to sit down to a naughty meal with the in-laws and celebrate but it wont get me my body I am after for our holidays in 16 weeks. I would like to loose 21Ib in that time at least, which means I need to knuckle down and do what I need to do. Track everything, keep hydrated, and plan.