Morning!
This morning I have found out what the weight gain is from. CONSTIPATION.
I woke up with the usual (pre Cambridge) early morning "gotsta go" feeling and merrily rushed to the loo ready for my scale loss only to find that I couldn't actually go.
I didn't mention this in my diary before as I was a tad embarrassed but what the hell its a funny story and hopefully someone could guide me down the road of 'NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN' rather than 'happen on Friday at the lion king'
Here it is
If our squemish do not read on
A while back the OH and I went to visit some friends in St Albans. I had been on the plan for two weeks and had kicked my self out of ketosis for the evening frivolities.
After a few drinks at there house we ventured into town, to go to some bars. Unfortunately we ended up in wetherspoons for cheap pre drinks, student style. Half way through nature called and I ventured up the sticky stairs to evacuate
I needed to 'go', but 'go' it could not. At least I half couldn't, I was half way through going when everything stopped. I couldn't leave the toilet till it started again if you get my drift. Panic set in after about five minutes. Was I going to have to sit on the loo forever? Was this porcelain thrown to become my repunsals tower?
After about 20 mins the girls in our group came up to see if I was O.K. and tell me everyone was leaving. Can I just mention this is the first time I had met any of these people! God the shame.
So basically I had to stick a finger up my bum in a Weatherspoons loo in order to exit the place with the group I had come with. Worryingly it was like a tennis ball of rock, which can't be normal.
Sorry for the graphic post, just need this not to happen again!