I think we are going through a rough time at the minute. I know have had a hellish few months. And while it has been tough no matter what I haven't been able to focus on this. But now I seem to have found peace with my son's autism diagnosis, love the new job and no longer stressed and am generally chilled out. We are always broke and car failed mot to the tune of £400 and even that didn't stress me. When I am good I am good but when I am bad I am terrible. And I am the same with food. My best advice for everyone is drawer a line. If you know you will be bad this weekend then delay your line ha.
I managed the gym last night and was so proud of myself after 37 hours awake. Just did cardio though. Saw my trainer who asked how weight was, oops. He is very black and white and does my head in sometimes. No excuse is acceptable. He is lovely but you can tell he has never had any weight issues.
And then my male best friend is very similar and we were talking about the gym this morning. He is a very ripped, good looking, fit, healthy guy. He said this morning I wouldn't be happy if I was a size 8 and he is right. We all need to learn to be happy with ourselves. Well today I am happy with my hard work this week. Surely that is progress??