Had a bit of a tough, emotional day today and all I wanted was to eat basically. I was sooo tempted to pop by the supermarket on the way home and told myself I could get just some plain green veggies and some lean ham but in the end, I just drove straight past and home. It's funny how, instead of feeling proud of yourself in that moment, you can actually feel deprived.
Got on with a few bits at home and just had my last pack for the night and am, again, quite tempted to have a little look in the kitchen what I could possibly have.
But I've been telling myself off quite sternly, I mean how would I feel getting up in the morning if I ended up stuffing my face. So it's goodnight for me, no creeping downstairs!
And after my surprise loss which saw me going down into the next stone bracket, I am so determined to be still there and lower hopefully, on Monday morning when it's scale time again!!