Hi gals. Oh freak, those clothes that don't fit. I pull on everything all the time. We have this awesome expression "ruk en pluk" which means pull and push and fiddle with which is what I feel like I'm doing all the time with clothes.
So I started a week ago (last Monday) and I've lost 3.5 pounds (we do kgs - 1.6 kgs) I can't complain, but once you make the decision to start losing it feels like it takes forever! But 1 foot in front of the other, I reckon.
So I understand the feeling of wanting to cry when you get on the scale, the feeling of the journey ahead being never ending, and the feeling of just wanting to hide away. But I believe we can do this! I believe it more strongly when there isn't food around
Let's do this.