Welcome to Weight Loss Wednesday Week 33!
I feel such a failure writing this post, having been an advocate of healthy eating for the last 31 and a bit weeks but I have totally fallen off the wagon recently, in a totally different way to how you would expect.
This last week… I’ve eaten less in a week than you would in a day and have drunk more black coffee than any Italian ever would. Black coffee has been my elixir to help get through a questionable and confusing time. This week I have lost just over 5lbs, meaning I am now 5lb off my original target I set at the year… the fact it is so close is pushing me on even further.
I know it is wrong, though I have not been hungry and any intake of food has just made me ill. My nearest and dearest are aware and have been keeping their eyes on me, however, unfortunately it is not a new situation and I know I will be fine in time.
It has meant that my weight loss has been somewhat ridiculous, my clothes that I was so excited to be able to buy the other week are now hanging off me and I am reliving the whole ‘saggy arsed jeans’ saga again. It has however meant that I have been a little more adventurous with my outfit choices and have been rocking dresses recently. Dresses that I really need to wear and untag before they are even bigger than they currently are. I’ve attempted to work on my milk bottle legs, which next to my honey tanned arms look ridiculous, but the weather has not been on my side.
Exercise has been limited to dog walking and jogging around the estate, whilst Liv showed off her bike riding prowess. I need to run, running helps me clear my mind and seems to make everything ok again. I’m sure I am not the only one who thinks like that!
This next week is going to be a struggle to eat again, I have to take it easy and will try and incorporate a main meal, even if it means a New You shake or two during the day. I’ve continued supping copious pints of water and will continue to do so… I maybe need to cut down on black coffee though. During the City v Chelsea match on Sunday, I had 3 mugs of black coffee in an hour. To say I was buzzing was an understatement!
I am looking forward to the week ahead, as opposed to dwelling on the week that happened. What are you most looking forward to over the next week? How are you managing your diet over the summer holidays?