A 1.5lb overnight bounce has depressed me. Yes, I know it's not fat but still It's an overall gain over the week.
I'm just in a gloomy frame this week. I wanted SO much to binge yesterday - and I haven't been able to track down why exactly. I didn't do it but it's so gloomy at the minute that I don't even feel proud of myself.
In a determined-to-depress-myself mood, I've looked back at my stats for this point in my weightloss last year: by this number of days from Onederland last year, I was 2lbs lighter than I am this time; I've still got 20 whole pounds to go, to get to where I abandoned it last year.
I don't have any option - any minute now, my body will just give up and I'll die - it's just a bit grinding at the moment, and a hug would be good!