So, end of week four for me this morning. Of the 1.2 kg I put on at my parents’, I’ve lost 900 g. I’m very pleased with that but more so with the idea that I can step off the wagon and get back on without struggling too much (though I did wake up feeling hungry at 4.00 am this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep).
This morning’s figures:
84.5 kg
-0.4 kg
Overall change -4.0 kg
So an average of a kilo a week. It was getting on for 1.5 kg till I went away, when I gained rather than losing. With any luck, I’ll speed up again a bit. I had set myself a mini goal of 83.5 kg by the end of the month. Looking a bit unlikely now, but never mind.
Yesterday’s food and exercise
776 cals
46 net carbs
Short walk with the dogs and an hour and 15 minutes gardening.
Thanks for the congratulations, guys. We’ve been living together for 35 years, so not much will change except legally. Even so, I’m looking forward to it. It’s a very informal do. Somewhat speculatively, I tried on a skirt yesterday that I thought might go with a blouse and cardigan my mum gave me. Amazingly, the skirt fitted me: the last time I put it on was maybe twelve years ago, and it didn’t fit me properly then. So that was good news all round.