Ok, so Thursday again. In my house this has now become known as weigh-in day, cue scary music. In the interests of honesty, and avoidance of self-denial, I have been asking the lovely Mr B to check the scales for me before he potters off to work. But this morning I just could not be bothered to get out of bed, let alone stand naked in the FREEZING cold bathroom. So warmly snuggled up in bed I stayed. Feeling guilty. Not sleeping. Thinking it is unlikely possible that I may have lost a pound or two. More guilt, until just now I figured I may as well get up and just go do ...
Belly Busting Countdown…Timer reset: 64 days to go
Ok folks. Have not updated you on my dieting progress for a while. Mainly because since the holiday my willpower has all but vanished and have been terrified to get on the scales. So, my progress. Well, here we go. I now look like... *DRUMROLL* This! Oh, if only. This morning I summoned up the courage and stepped on the scales. The result, NO CHANGE! HURRAH! Left for my hols with 7lbs to go until reaching my target weight and still have 7lbs to go. I think a minor bout of food poisoning in the interim may have helped as Lord knows I have been rubbish at controlling ...