Started in April, has been going really well - just got my 3.5 stone - and this week has gone wrong. Very, very wrong. Work stress, nursing sick animals and far, far too much chocolate and crisps and shit stuff.
I need to get back on the waggon, draw a line under it and all of the other silly cliches, but I've just had another full day of crap. I'm going to have to hand back the certificate aren't I?
Can't even stay to group this week either. Oh fuck, and it was going so well. Still have shit loads to lose - BMI was almost 50 when i started so it's been relatively easy - most of you would've gained weight with my 'diet'.
Tis my first 'crisis' and I'm really hoping that by writing it all down on here and going to bed it'll all seem much better in the morning. Maybe I can just eat dust until wednesday?
I'll come back tomorrow and tell myself to man the fuck up.