what a disappointment tonight's weigh in was... a pathetic 0.8lb loss... totally pi$$ed off with it... I've done nothing different this week... stuck to it 100%..
My TOTM is due Sat so am wondering if that may be something to do with it... also for the first time I weighed in in jeans... then weighed without the jeans and it made a 1.3lbs difference... still... if I wear the jeans every week from now on then it will be ok..
I have lost inches too, Ailsa measured me again and there are lots of inches going... especially from my waist!
I know I should be pleased because a loss is a loss whatever way you look at it, and the inches are going... and I know it will show next week as it hasn't this... I know all of that ... and yet.. I am utterly fed up about it.
Have come home and got on here... not in the mood to do my diary.. so will have big bubble bath and go to bed... Zoe put blanky on whilst I was on phone on way home.. so bed will be lovely and warm... must admit I cried when I told her how I did. She knows I've stuck to it 100% and told me not to worry, it's still a loss and that it will even out next week..
Got a lovely hug from her when I got in. "Eric" rang me too as I was driving home - he's got a rotten cough and cold.. we had a nice chat but you know.. I still have major doubts... how he could suggest what he did makes me wonder many things... when he's feeling a bit better I'll tackle him about it... not whilst I'm feeling so fed up though..
I have a horrible time ahead of me tomorrow night - it is my sleep study and darth vadar mask time in hospital (Leicester) and I just don't want to go. I know I have to, and I shall, but I DON'T WANT TO!! (imagine petulant foot-stomping-child-mode!) and that is playing on my mind something chronic!
Going to go and have a bath now and then bed... sorry.. not great company this evening.. night all xxx