So, so disappointed with myself, I've dragged my heels all week and not got on plan and then last night had a whole 12" pizza, 2 bottles of pear cider and a whole large bag of doritos. Especially when I see this morning that Kim managed to resist.
I've been hiding from the scales, kidding myself all is ok but jumped on this morning and I'm about 6 lbs up on my scales.
So back to it today , I might just have enough time to turn it around and get a sts on Monday. Though it'll be complete luck if I do.
Had some lovely comments from Scott last night, saying he can def see it in my stomach and legs. And he couldn't understand how I couldn't see I'd dropped. He said he can feel the difference most when he cuddles me at night (we always fall asleep in spoons position).
Also I wore a pair of trousers I bought last year yesterday, never been able to wear them before. Some of my 22's are too big now and can fit into most if my 20's now.
Going to head up the field with the woofs and take the horses out for a ride, go to the feed store and restock on animal feeds and then fix the fencing in the field I've been meaning to for weeks.
Just feel like I need to get out and move, do something useful with myself.
Might book a badmington court tomoz afternoon. Urgh, I've got a head ache already, not to mention the upset stomach.