EtchaSketch
Full Member
Clearly, when left to my own devices I become significantly overweight so here I am, writing a diary to hopefully help me avoid my pitfalls and actually begin losing weight.
I was previously on Cambridge to help me get pregnant and found that having weigh-ins was helpful as was having someone there who was liable to judge me for poor choices (or at least discuss why I made those silly choices). I lost 6 stone. And promptly gained 5 stone back when I was pregnant. My daughter turned 20 months yesterday, and I am still weighing what I did a week after I gave birth. In fact I gained even more after I was pregnant, but with being more sensible recently I've been able to slowly lose a little of what I gained.
I am missing feeling the way that I did before pregnancy. Yes, sleep, but also how easily I moved, how active I could be, how I felt trying on clothing and of course how I felt about myself.
Yesterday I fell off the wagon, less than a week in. Not because I'm not enjoying the diet, but because I am self sabotaging. I've made three loaves of fresh bread, a pizza with homemade dough and my downfall: a tray of homemade cinnimon rolls.
So, here I go. If I have to write down how I'm doing, hopefully I will be urged to not tempt myself into silly decisions.
So far today, I've stuck to it. 2 meals and 2 litres of water. Just have to make it to bedtime!
I was previously on Cambridge to help me get pregnant and found that having weigh-ins was helpful as was having someone there who was liable to judge me for poor choices (or at least discuss why I made those silly choices). I lost 6 stone. And promptly gained 5 stone back when I was pregnant. My daughter turned 20 months yesterday, and I am still weighing what I did a week after I gave birth. In fact I gained even more after I was pregnant, but with being more sensible recently I've been able to slowly lose a little of what I gained.
I am missing feeling the way that I did before pregnancy. Yes, sleep, but also how easily I moved, how active I could be, how I felt trying on clothing and of course how I felt about myself.
Yesterday I fell off the wagon, less than a week in. Not because I'm not enjoying the diet, but because I am self sabotaging. I've made three loaves of fresh bread, a pizza with homemade dough and my downfall: a tray of homemade cinnimon rolls.
So, here I go. If I have to write down how I'm doing, hopefully I will be urged to not tempt myself into silly decisions.
So far today, I've stuck to it. 2 meals and 2 litres of water. Just have to make it to bedtime!