Just been sat in the doctors, thinking how my clothes are too big, and it hit me. I won't make my initial target
I did want to be at my target weight (or at least close) by my birthday, 18th July. I've been losing 1lb a week lately, and I can't see that changing really, which means between now and then, I might lose 10lbs, 19 off target
Bit gutted about that. If I hadn't of naffed about so much earlier in the year, and just buckled down, then I would be closer.
I would adjust things to aim for a bigger loss each week, but at the minute I'm losing 1lb a week, and not being obsessive about it. I worry that if I pushed myself for 10 weeks, I would put it all back on, as it doesn't fit my lifestyle. I know every loss is totally great, but still a bit bummed out.
Hugo has his stitches out on Saturday, so I can start taking him for longer walks then, which always helps
Fridays have also calmed down, so less chocolate is consumed. It's also difficult when OH keeps telling me how beautiful I am as I am now. I know he means well, but it doesn't push me - not that I want him to tell me I am an ugly blob!
Oh well! Moan over