Ah the perfect week, food diary perfection. Each day was as healthy and ‘sticking to the rules’ as the next. There was no cheating, no over indulging and no binging. Our slimming world at its finest. When you step on those scales and see the results you know in your heart you did the very best that you could. No regret from eating a whole cake or not counting cheese as a syn for the hell of it, you just feel proud and like you have achieved.
When I first began I had many perfect weeks, but the last two months I’ve been mucking about and wasting time.
This week shall be a perfect week. I’m on day 4 of my week, only 3 more days to do and I have made it! My weigh in dayis Friday so I’m extending my perfect week until then. I didn’t weigh last week as I was a big baby and didn’t want to know the damage I had done.
I’m praying when I step on those scales on Friday I see a number I haven’t seen in a while. I’ve been floating between about half a stone for the past two months and I need to push through it to the other side!!
I’m so close to my 3 stone off mark I need to stay on track and think of the bigger picture.
I am confident
I am determined
I can fucking do this
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