Oh man, I’m such a big baby!

I learned a lot last week just from going on a big baby whinge on 3FC.  I’m sure I’ve sealed my fate now as Queen of the Pathetics.  That’s cool.  I needed a royal kick in the patootie.

So, I went to WW and I GAINED back 600 of the 800 grams I lost the week before.  Good, huh?  Yeah. Well. I did make some better decisions than others in Glasgow but apparenly not good enough.

So here I am.  Kick in the pants. Back on track.  Exercising. Figuring out what works, what doesn’t work, etc. And now my Dear Hubby is going away for 10 days and - wow - I’ve already planned my meals for the next 7 days and went shopping to fulfill the menus.  You see, he does all the shopping and at least food prep because I get home so late (long commute, and I live in the Netherlands; our supermarket closes at 8pm).  He does this so that we don’t eat too late (because now I’m convinced that eating after 9 is killing my sleep and not good for weight loss or digestion) but being gone for 10 days means I have to fend for myself.  PLANNING ahead is already saving me!

I’m also keeping a very basic excel sheet with a few bits of information on it so that I know, for example, in the future when My Aunt Flo in her Big Red Hat will be arriving each month and how it affects my hunger levels, etc. I’m on day 5, but I’m excited to see it really become something to go by.

I’m done with whining now, no need for that low-point cheese after all.

 

Start weight: 98.5
Week 1: 97.7 -800g
Week 2: 98.3 +600g