Back on track

It's been essentially 4 days since my weekend meltdown and things seem to be on the up. You know how you sometimes seem to need to hit rock bottom before things start to get better? Yep, that's me with weightloss too. I haven't tracked every day but I have been mindfully eating and not going overboard on anything. I achieved a 4 pound loss this week but let's face it - a couple of those were the same pound I'd lost last month lol. Am going to start doing a weekly pro and con at the end of each post - here's the first one:

Pro: Walks are now the 'long' route by default - no longer have to negotiate with D on which route we take (the 'normal' route feels too short!).
Con: Baileys Irish Cream has way more calories than I realised. Had been totally underestimating how much I was pouring! Oops! Must plan better for this one :).

Inspiration from ex's and a bit of Google stalking

Right. Mark my words. 5:15pm Saturday afternoon and this is the beginning of a new era. I've lost my mojo. I'm in a funk. I'm rationalising eating all the left over scorched almonds and contemplating take out. Need to stop. May as well make it now. 5:16pm.

The ex husband of D's ex wife has lost 100 pounds in the last 6 months after a tummy stapling op. He's still an arsehole but he's a confident, healthier arsehole. D's ex wife is hitting the gym 5 days a week and looking the best she ever has. Bitch, he's mine now - hands off. Yes, this is all thanks to stalking them online and them having stupid open Facebook profiles. A close friend has lost 33kg in the last year and looking stinking hot. Meant to be seeing her tonight but am faking a sickie. The scorched almonds are gone but there is no take out. The control taking starts now. No more shit. I am in control. I can't let the ex wife beat me. Where do you get your inspiration from?