Welcome to my Wednesday weigh-in, this is the second in a series of posts about my weight loss journey (I hesitate to say ‘success’, although I’m hopeful) over six months. If you’d like to read where it all began, then you can see the first in the series here.
We’ve all been ill this week, all four of us. It’s hard enough to keep eating well when you feel like crap yourself, but when you have two sick children who spend all night waking you up it’s nigh on impossible. Nothing like being bone-crushingly exhausted to really make you crave sugar and lots of it. So I’ve failed utterly on last week’s goals, despite having got off to a good start on the first day with an early morning yoga session and lots of water. After that I drank not enough water, ate refined carbs and sugar like they were going out of fashion, snacked on biscuits and cake and dragged myself along at a very slow walking pace. Rubbish! The only thing I’ve stuck at was eating smaller portions, but I doubt that did the job bearing in mind all the goodies. Oh well. Another week, another weigh in. I’ll just have to try harder and hope I feel better soon.
