Russiandoll
Carpe diem
I was gutted yesterday when I went for my weigh-in and stayed the blimmin' same
I hadn't cheated either - this made it even worse: the only difference was I didn't drink perhaps quite as much as I usually do because I was taking the kids on outings and I didn't want to spend the day drinking and 'visiting the ladies'. I never drank less than 2 litres but usually I drink closer to 3 (I've rarely been able to manage more than that). Oh - and it's also the end of TOTM for me. Could be a factor I suppose. Whatever the reason, I felt my bottom lip quiver as I stood on the scales - I was devastated!
My CDC gave me a very positive talking-to ... saying it was water retention and there's no way my body was hanging onto fat on so few cals a day etc but I was still GUTTED!
Anyway, I went home with a face like a wet weekend, cooked a lovely shepherd's pie for everyone, had my soup and a CD jelly - OK so far.
However, later, everyone had gone to bed and I went into the kitchen still pee'd off from the weigh-in and suddenly that familiar old feeling hit me. I opened the fridge door and had this overwhelming urge to stuff my face silly.
I knew it would be the absolute worst thing I could do so I began thinking 'Should I just have some more CD jelly'.
But then I closed the fridge door and asked myself if I was truly hungry or just wanting to eat for another reason. Of course, I only wanted to eat because I was upset so I had a quick drink of water and went to bed.
Today, I'm glad I didn't succumb to the pressure my own mind was putting me under but it did hit me that I still have those feelings lurking around.
For anyone who has completed their journey, do you ever FULLY retrain your thoughts so you don't even think that way anymore or do you always have to be on your guard?
Oh well, back to the CD grindstone for another week, made tougher by this week's slap in the kisser!
I hadn't cheated either - this made it even worse: the only difference was I didn't drink perhaps quite as much as I usually do because I was taking the kids on outings and I didn't want to spend the day drinking and 'visiting the ladies'. I never drank less than 2 litres but usually I drink closer to 3 (I've rarely been able to manage more than that). Oh - and it's also the end of TOTM for me. Could be a factor I suppose. Whatever the reason, I felt my bottom lip quiver as I stood on the scales - I was devastated!
My CDC gave me a very positive talking-to ... saying it was water retention and there's no way my body was hanging onto fat on so few cals a day etc but I was still GUTTED!
Anyway, I went home with a face like a wet weekend, cooked a lovely shepherd's pie for everyone, had my soup and a CD jelly - OK so far.
However, later, everyone had gone to bed and I went into the kitchen still pee'd off from the weigh-in and suddenly that familiar old feeling hit me. I opened the fridge door and had this overwhelming urge to stuff my face silly.
I knew it would be the absolute worst thing I could do so I began thinking 'Should I just have some more CD jelly'.
But then I closed the fridge door and asked myself if I was truly hungry or just wanting to eat for another reason. Of course, I only wanted to eat because I was upset so I had a quick drink of water and went to bed.
Today, I'm glad I didn't succumb to the pressure my own mind was putting me under but it did hit me that I still have those feelings lurking around.
For anyone who has completed their journey, do you ever FULLY retrain your thoughts so you don't even think that way anymore or do you always have to be on your guard?
Oh well, back to the CD grindstone for another week, made tougher by this week's slap in the kisser!