I’ve done well. Had lost 40 pounds in 4 months. Weight loss is slow. I feel better but there are days when I feel like progress is just imperceptible.
I ended up just getting really fatigued with dieting. I’m only 5 ft with mobility challenges and pcos. So to lose weight it is quite a challenge.
I ended up bingeing for two weeks (food and plenty of wine). Too scared to step on the scales. I’ve done the maths and I could easily have gained 7 pounds (I was making milkshakes with baileys and ice cream). And so much peanut butter and marmite on toast.
I feel so bloated and heavy now. My stomach tyre is back. I’ve only been feeling good in recent months.
I was so close to a mini goal but gave up on myself. It’s overwhelming. I’m so disappointed in myself but feel like it’s inevitable I will fail. I have this monster inside of me.
I will pick up tomorrow but as a SAHM food is one of my biggest and only comforts. I was doing SO WELL. I was almost high on the progress but I just lost the plot.
Im just sick of low calorie meals. I don’t calorie count but make very clean meals and try not to snack on anything but fruit or veg. It’s so boring.
Just wanting to get it off my chest