I'm 5ft 10in. Last year I weighed 11st 7lbs and looked fat on all my holiday photos. I tried different diets and nothing worked so I got a Fitbit and started calorie counting. Got down to my goal of 11st and then thought "ooo this works! I'll try for 10st 7lbs!" I reached that which is a weight I hadn't seen since I was in my early 20s. So I thought "this is amazing, I'll try for 10st!". Reached that this morning. The reason I weighed myself this morning was because all of my size 12 clothes were starting to hang off me. On the treadmill yesterday I had to stop because my trousers (skin tight Lycra) were falling down. My knickers are now constantly ruffled under my buttocks from falling down under my clothes. I looked in the mirror this morning and can see my ribs.
So 10st 0lbs now. Husband says I'm bordering on looking too thin yet I couldn't resist the urge to type 9st 7lbs as my new target. I feel like I'm addicted to it and can't possibly stop invade I put all the weight back on.
I'm covered in unexplained bruises which I'm wondering is a side effect from losing weight??? The whole thing is driving me insane.