>So… it’s Tuesday and time again to report my progress for the Tales from the Scales May Day challenge. And I stayed the same this which I am totally fine and completely happy with.
I am very pleased with how I ate and moved my body last week and how HEALTHY I was/am. It’s a bit of an eye-opener for me but a good one because it means I don’t have any excuses left any more. I planned that I would have a treat on Sunday. And between Wednesday and then I stuck to my diet completely and utterly. Just the treat on Sunday too nothing else, no “well I’ve had the muffin and coke I may as well eat all the chocolate in the whole fucking world.”
I’m spending more time away from the computer too which makes for a calmer, more adjusted, happier Emma. And last night I wanted to go buy treats, was debating it. Soph said go for it. But I didn’t. Another small change, another small victiory
She’s struggling with her weight a bit at the moment too. That’s strange for me that I am the one working on it and happier where I am and she is the one saying she must lose weight and all the things I usually say. Bit of a role reversal but sort of interesting too.
The best part of this previous week?
I have this favourite pair of black trousers and when I started my diet in February they were tight and looked terrible. Then they started fitting really well. And then on Saturday I went for dinner with my parents and they fell down as my dad was helping me walk to the loo.
I also have a new skirt I bought about two, three weeks ago. When I got it home I tried it on and I couldn’t do the zip up all the way but I kept it because I figured if I stayed in my chair it wouldn’t matter, it was close enough and one of my floaty shirts would cover the evidence of my fatness. I just wouldn’t be able to wear it to work because walking would not be a GOOD IDEA with a not done up properly skirt.
Well, I put it on on Sunday and zipped it up the entire way, did the hook and eye at the top too. Then I realised what I’d done. Big smile on my face all day.
I wore it to work yesterday too. Walked around loads. With another big grin and a happy face.
I now know that I have lost weight and that it’s noticable. I didn’t before.
No regrets they don’t work
No regrets now they only hurt
Sing me a love song
Drop me a line
Suppose it’s just a point of view
But they tell me I’m doing fine