Hi all!
This thread moves so fast, I can't keep track!
Just logging in with a spectacular 2lbs gain this morning. Admittedly, as I'd used up all my weeklies on the weekend, I used half of them again during the week, but considering that I seem to be completely unable to lose more than a pound even when I've been a saint, I do feel hard done by to see a quarter of the paltry amount I've lost over the last 3 months go back on after just one week.
Really fed up with WW at the moment, and thinking about giving it a break. TBH, I think it would be achievable to reach my goal weight (middle of healthy BMI range), but I don't think it's achievable to stay there in the long term. Whereas, I've always been able to hover around the 10st mark (or just above/below) by just being sensible and not overdoing it. I'm 10st3.5 at the moment, so still technically a healthy BMI (although at the top end).
I'm just getting so bored of being stressed about my weight CONSTANTLY and looking at every single woman who walks past wondering if I look thinner/fatter, or being jealous when I see someone smaller.
I'm not technically overweight, I don't have a face like the back of a bus, I have a good life and a lovely H who loves me a stone lighter or 2.5st heavier (both of which I've been since knowing him), and I have a lovely DS.
I need to stop sweating about this.
Sorry for the long, self-pitying, philosophical post, but I'm genuinely feeling like this constant worry over what I look like is making me unhappy...