So, without further ado.....
That's right, this week saw a loss of 1.5lb, bringing me to 15st on the nose and only 2lbs away from having lost 5st overall (or 70lbs, for my American compadres). To say I was pleased with this loss is an understatement. I totally lost my head during the week, and I mean completely, and chowed down on numerous packets of crisps and bars of chocolate for no real reason whatsoever. I think it was maybe a combination of the hormones, tiredness and generally just feeling a bit 'bleurgh'. Anyway, it wasn't pretty! I drew a line under it and accepted that chances were it was going to ruin my efforts when it came to the scales this week. I'm extremely glad that I was mistaken!
Its now only 9 weeks until I jet off to New York City to celebrate my 21st birthday, and I would dearly love to be in the 13s by then! I'm hoping that the prospect of fat holiday photos will be enough to spur me on over the next few weeks and keep me on track during the inevitable tricky first half of September - moving and a birthday?! Its going to be a right mare.
For now my lovelies, I am going to love you and leave you! Its late, and unfortunately I have to get up and go to work tomorrow morning after two lovely days off (more about that another time). I hope everyone is having a fantastic week so far, and good luck to any body weighing in over the next couple of days! Just remember - if I can do this, then anyone can.
Love to you all