Sorry for radio silence, been having a drama...middley kid has ongoing asthma ishoos. We're doing an extension - the dust triggered a(nother) attack, been a difficult week and they now think he's coeliac's too. So, now I've decanted to my folks' (2 hours away) with the kids for at least a fortnight, possibly a month...and, I'm homeschooling.
Feck. I'm turning into the the type of woman I delight in despising - baking bread from scratch, homeschooling, exercising, capable type.
Still not weighing myself. Am delighted to report that I have lost the first one of my tyres (the below boob bulge), the biggest 3rd tyre is changing shape, and my jeans are falling down. I did stand on my mother's scales - whch said I am 14st 2lb. This is depressing as it suggested I'd only lost 2lbs. So, I ate 2 cakes, 3 chocolate biscuits and the kids' sweets.
Am not weighing myself ever again, it's bad for me.
The 5;2 thing suits me. I really, really like not having to think about food all day! Don't find myself ravenous, allow myself a treat in the evening, job done. Once I've lost a fair bit I'll do it properly, meanwhile, I'm so fat I've got a bit of leeway - this loss needs to be slow to be For Life.
Meanwhile, got a couple of big meetings for the comedy stuff. Fingers crossed, I'm getting there. Sadly, had a photo of me in an article for our professional mag which made me look like a heifer. Roll on August, I shall buy myself a lovely, teal lace frock...anyone have one for sale by then (you'll be too thin by then, LV. And, I am coveting your frock x)
Well done on the losses. And, well done for keeping going to those of us who aren't lsoing as quickly as we'd like.
x