I know that this is a pity party but I'm really struggling this past few days to stay positive and need to find a way through it.
On my weigh in on Friday I only lost a half pound which is my lowest loss for a long time and I was gutted. I'm trying SO hard with my eating and exercise plan and have been upping the exercise slowly each week.
This weekend we've been away and I've still been working hard. We went for a long walk on Saturday which ended up with me having a bad fall which has left me with lots of bruises and feeling very stiff.
However I still got up yesterday and went to try my first jog outside which, although hard, I did almost an hour walking and jogging.
Then I got on the scales this morning to find a 2lb gain
I think I'm retaining water because my engagement ring that has been getting looser and easier to get off is hard to remove today, but I'm so frustrated.
I'm nearing the lowest weight I've been for years, more or less since I got married 11 years ago and I'm also getting so close to Onederland. But this past few days it feels like I'm never going to get there, like a carrot is being dangled under my nose then whipped away again, and someone is laughing at me and saying, oh no, you can't have that carrot, you don't deserve it, you're not meant to be slim.
I'm going to try to be extra careful for the next few days and chug lots of water to see if that helps, but I'm feeling really anxious about it all.
It's so hard when you want something so much but it's sort of out of your hands to an extent.