Jo B
Full Member
Evening all,
After a hiatus of about 2.5 months - I'm back... and disappointed with myself.
So, I finished RTM at a fabulous 10 stone 5 on the 10th December, with hindsight a really dangerous time to finish. Anyway, flash forward 5 weeks and I am best part of a stone heavier.
So, why has it happened? A number of reasons really - when I finished I felt like a kid who had been let of a leash and to start with was able to justify (wrongly) in my head that it was Christmas/my birthday/New Year. Then starting on Boxing Day we had a hideous run of bad luck - a car crash on the M1 (on my birthday), flu between Christmas and New Year, a broken toe for me, a broken coccyx for my OH. Then the worse thing, our beloved Ben was run over and killed because the binmen left the garden gate open (he couldn't get out of the garden apart from through the gate as he was 19 and couldn't jump). Throw all this in with starting a new job and I was eating what I wanted when I wanted - all the good work was going out of the window.
So, what am I doing about it? I have felt so fat in the last few weeks and have been turning to food for comfort so it's time to wipe the slate clean and start again - today is day 2 back in abstinence. I have to get these 14 pounds off quickly. It seems ridiculous that I am worrying about 14 pounds when I have lost so much more but I need to for my own sanity and to my make clothes fit better again!
Today has been difficult and I'm hoping that tomorrow will be easier but I am missing food again but I keep telling myself that this is for 2 weeks - not the 24 I did before.
Sorry for the ramble but leaving here I think was symptomatic of feeling like I had been let off the leash xx
After a hiatus of about 2.5 months - I'm back... and disappointed with myself.
So, I finished RTM at a fabulous 10 stone 5 on the 10th December, with hindsight a really dangerous time to finish. Anyway, flash forward 5 weeks and I am best part of a stone heavier.
So, why has it happened? A number of reasons really - when I finished I felt like a kid who had been let of a leash and to start with was able to justify (wrongly) in my head that it was Christmas/my birthday/New Year. Then starting on Boxing Day we had a hideous run of bad luck - a car crash on the M1 (on my birthday), flu between Christmas and New Year, a broken toe for me, a broken coccyx for my OH. Then the worse thing, our beloved Ben was run over and killed because the binmen left the garden gate open (he couldn't get out of the garden apart from through the gate as he was 19 and couldn't jump). Throw all this in with starting a new job and I was eating what I wanted when I wanted - all the good work was going out of the window.
So, what am I doing about it? I have felt so fat in the last few weeks and have been turning to food for comfort so it's time to wipe the slate clean and start again - today is day 2 back in abstinence. I have to get these 14 pounds off quickly. It seems ridiculous that I am worrying about 14 pounds when I have lost so much more but I need to for my own sanity and to my make clothes fit better again!
Today has been difficult and I'm hoping that tomorrow will be easier but I am missing food again but I keep telling myself that this is for 2 weeks - not the 24 I did before.
Sorry for the ramble but leaving here I think was symptomatic of feeling like I had been let off the leash xx