Another stressful day at work, although started with good news of a 1 month deadline extension (yay, don't have to get that huge project done before hols!) ended with bad news - should've just carried on as I had planned as I am now in a sticky situation after listening and acting on the advice of those above me. So angry.
But to take a positive from it all - ordinarily after a week/Friday like this, I would ordinarily diverted via Waitrose on the way home, buy an overly fat and carb laden dinner (think pasta and cheese sauce or pizza), some cake/ice cream/choc maybe, and eat my blues away. Instead, I munched on a choc Cambridge bar washed down with a large bottle of water and read a book about weight loss! My how times change.
Don't get me wrong, I'm still obsessing about food, but since I know in 2 weeks time I can have it, it can wait. Then hopefully I will be so sick of it again after holiday - as per Christmas, that I will be looking forward to coming back on plan!
Feeling quite demotivated at the moment, I'm sure it's probably stress related as well though, but I do feel like nothing is happening. Ok I do fit in a size 14 now, but still I don't think I look any different, and there's certainly no improvement if I try in any swimwear. Desperate to hop on the scales for a little boost, but at the same time avoiding it for fear of the worst!
Gonna get the st tropez out again tomorrow, if I look a little tanned I know I will feel a bit happier.