So I'm 14 weeks in and 12.5 lbs down
ANOTHER gain this week (only half a pound but still fucking upwards)
I cannot motivate myself properly to do this - even though I look at photos and see a fucking giant munter in them (was Best Friend's hen weekend a couple of weeks ago - gained two pounds - and there was not a single photo of me that I didn't want to rip off facebook and throw out of the window) and I know I can't carry on at this weight.
I can't do more exercise (I am disabled - but not disabled enough to get PIP, according to the letter from the DWP yesterday), am struggling with just doing day-to-day stuff so where I would previously have gone to the gym and beasted myself for a couple of hours to kick-start things, I can't.
I can't spend hours cooking (I'm lucky if I can manage to make a meal without fucking falling over in the kitchen or dropping the knife and cutting myself) so I can't make all the nice things I made five years ago when I did SW and lost five stone.
I just want to chop my fucking head off (at least that way I'd get my stone certificate)