Another 2lb off. Cool. I regained such a lot whilst bed-bound. So depressing, and when my gorgeous ex came to visit me over Dec 26/27 I had to be very brave and let him see the much chubbier, swollen and bruised-faced 'me'. Stripped me of a lot of my delicate confidence.
Today I put on one of my tight longish black slit skirts, tight black top, my biker boots and biker jacket, and walked into town. I felt almost good again.
Since I've been at college the rock-type clothes have had to take a back seat. The 'drama blacks', whilst flattering, are not 'alternative. Today I kinda felt like 'me' again. LOL.
So now - back to regular exercise and still hoping to take off another 5-7lb by the end of February.
Being stuck indoors for two months made me miserable. All last week the workmen were in my house, renovating. Last night the sudden silence and complete solitude started to get to me. Today was the same, which is why I went out. I can't take this loneliness any more. I'm going out tonight, to my local rock pub. Haven't been there in ages.
My injuries are still not healed, my poor right cheek and eye and arm still hurt but I am going out!
Have a good weekend, all.
ps!!
Gorgeous Ex just contacted me to say he is coming back in a couple of weeks' time. Woo Hoo! That is good news. I should be 'braving' the back of his bike, next time... Do I dare? ha ha.