well, I'm back!!! Bit of a delay yesterday with the French strikes affecting the planes across Europe but got back a couple of hours later than expected.
Well.............where to start.......
ok.......
seatbelt: Didn't take the extender and was so scared when I got on. Sat down.....it only just reached across my stomach!! I thought - how can this be??? I could only put it down to it doing up across my stomach rather than previous flights where I've fed it underneath (where the inches would be slightly less!) and decided that was the reason but I was very
. Got on the same type of plane back but with mildy different designed seats........and had about 4 inches 'slack'!!! Very bizarre.....loads of room.......
Food: I started off very cautiously. Plain tuna salad, cereal, skimmed milk, bit of fruit. Slowly........very slowly though the choices deteriorated. I was still quite careful but they did deteriorate.......I had chips once and a couple of icecreams and cake on the last day. I sadly had an 'attack' albeit a relatively mild one in that I wasn't sick - and it seemed to be triggered by a couple of handfuls of fried, dried haricot beans. So I wasn't as good as I could have been (I have to confess the CD bars were all gone by about day 3!) but I had no fried breakfasts, pizza type foods etc.....
Holiday generally: Such a sad mixture of thoughts. Went to the same apartment last year and it is the only place I've ever been where I could happily buy a small holiday apartment. I love it, it's a quiet, small place and I loved sitting there on the balcony watching the virtually deserted beach, the waves, the occasional dog playing in the waves......that was sadly mixed with some horrible situations with OH. I won't bore you with what happened but there was more than one really awful time and he said some horrible things to me and really does seem to 'get off' on seeing me suffer from what he says......I ended up feeling I didn't want to come home because the location was so lovely but at the same time felt like I was trapped in some strange surreal open prison because of how he was with me.......sad, sad, sad.......
How I felt about walking etc: Walked the 3 mile trip to Vilamoura once and whilst I was a bit hot and pooped when we got there it was nothing like doing it last year. Temperatures were low to mid 20's and I had no issues with walking a mile or so whereas in Mallorca/last year I struggled at about half a mile. Didn't feel hot and bothered at all, a really great aspect of the holiday.
So........the damage??
Well, I weighed in this morning with a mixture of trepidation about how bad the damage could be after 2 weeks off CD with food, alcohol etc after 4 months of CD. I was prepared to be 'ok' up to a stone gain with anything above that being a bit of a bugger. I knew stepping on the scales put me back in the straight jacket of CD and the difficulties of the first few days it brings but I told myself I
knew it would be hard to get back into,
I am making the choice to do it and I want to achieve this.
So.........a 7 pound gain. You know what? That is fine. Doesn't bother me whatsoever. I'm actually quite pleased it's that low!! I did have a bit of a 'if only I hadn't eaten x,y and z...' but I quickly dismissed the thought.
I'm now at a 74 pound loss and give myself 2 weeks to get it off but secretly want it off in a week. My new goal in my head is 100 pounds by Christmas and I am now very re-focused.
I'm going to do SS+ (which is 4 sachets for me) as I felt 3 on SS wasn't enough as the weeks went by, SS+ just helped me that bit extra during the day and is still only 600-odd calories.
I'm ok so far on Day 1 re-start. Bit hungry and know I have a bit of a rocky few days ahead but I will be fine.