Hmmmm, bit of a derail yesterday. Got freaked out when the scales said 13:7, I don't ever remember being less than this weight, so it must have been before I was 12. Anyway, ate stupid stuff yesterday and now trying to get back on track today. I thought I'd worked through all this stuff, but I guess it's each new milestone I hit. It's been a good week, but a few times I've caught sight of myself in a shop window or mirror, and I almost don't recognise myself - I think finally I'm starting to realise that I'm not big any more; I really have got down to a normal kind of weight & size. I'm trying hard to resist all the sabotaging thoughts. I even went out at work in the week and bought myself some new leggings. Found some bright pink cropped leggins in Peacocks, and they fit me in a size 12! (Ok, I'll only be wearing them for doing the shred at home, but still, a bit of a boost).
I think I'm in a bit of a muddle at the moment - torn between - 'yes, I'm finally starting to realise my goals and actually be a normal kind of size' and 'argggg, not sure my head knows how to do this, quick eat some chocolate'
Hmmmm, the 'I will be healthy' is going to win again today. Going to take my daughter swimming this morning, which is free with my gym card, hurrah
and I actually fit a size 14 swimming costume!!!