We kinda fell off the wagon in the last couple of months… fell HARD.
Since we started trying to change the way we eat – a year ago in March (a change we both wanted to make) – I managed to lose a whole 9kg, and in the last couple of months I have regained more than half of them.
My Glugster did far better than I did, but we’ve lost the plot recently.
And we can both feel it. In our backs, in our knees, energy levels… Even my gums have started bleeding at night again. I can feel my tummy wobbling when I walk. My bras don’t fit anymore. I have so few clothing that actually fits me it pisses me off just to think about going anywhere because I have nothing to wear.
We’re supposed to go back to our dietitian again on Thursday morning, after we cancelled last month because I knew what her scale was going to say. I am THIS close to cancelling the appointment again because its embarrassing. How can a grown woman have so little self control.
We KNOW what we’re supposed to be doing.
We KNOW how to do what we’re supposed to be doing.
We just don’t.
And I am so easy to convince to cheat… I see an ad on TV for Mickey D’s and I want it. The next ad is for chips and I want them. A billboard for KFC? I’m wondering where the nearest one is.