Where to start?
Well, I had a completely rubbish week, was feeling really ill at the beginning of the week and overdid my carbs, then COMPLETELY lost the plot at the weekend.
This afternoon I had decided that was it. I'm feeling so fed up at the moment, mostly to do with being away from rather than the diet. I was going to go to my weigh in tonight, not get weighed (because the outcome would be too depressing) and just take a break and maintain till I could get my head straight.
So I went to the counsellor's, and there was another girl there who's about the same stage I am and had had an equally bad week. She'd put on 4lbs. So I braved the scales and had stay the same (well, put on a quarter of a lb, which is nothing considering, and I might still be in the running to make my target for the November challenge). And all of a sudden, after a week of abject misery, everything was OK again and no idea why, will try to psychoanalyse in due course.
Needless to say I don't think this means my head's straight (LOL) but I have 3 weeks left so I figure I do the best that I can for as long as I can (with 6 lunches in the next two weeks will not be ideal).
At the end of the day I'm a healthy weight, I'm the dress-size I want to be and while there are still some bits that aren't ideal and I haven't reached my 'goal weight' (which, at the end of the day, is pretty much an arbitrary figure to me anyway) I'm going to follow Gorgeous Georgie's example and try not to put too much pressure on myself while my head and bod adjust to everything that's been going on.
3 more weeks, and I get my real life back - I hope it still fits, I'm about two dress sizes smaller than when I left it!
Anyway, outpouring over. Hope your weigh-in produced more of a result than mine Georgie-Porgie, and that everyone else is finding their way through their last stone adjustment OK!
