Many years ago I was the weight I am now (71kg) – I was so horrified and depressed to have reached this by putting on weight I went to a slimming club (thus began years and years of yo-yo dieting) but now at 71kg I’m thinking how wonderful it is to be here (albeit still 8kg off target weight).
Also when I started this diet I was a good, if slightly tight fitting 16 (aka easily an 18 in denial) and I can now go into Marks and Next and pick a size 14 in trousers and know that I can get them on without lying down to do the zip up but I still look in the mirror some days and feel as fat as I did before I started. I know I’m not – it’s just that I still feel fat. Anyone else feel like this and does your brain eventually realise that you’re not the weight you were? Feels a bit like phantom limb syndrome, the fat’s gone (mainly) but my brain still thinks it’s there. Weird.
So have a good weekend all and here’s hoping all our scales show lower numbers this time next week.