I have just realised what I can achieve when I really put my mind to it. I have stuggled to lose weight all my life, possibly because I haven't ever really wanted it enough, but now I am determined.
I have dropped about 20 inches since being home for summer and almost 2 stone and I'm still going strong.
On top of that, I have given up smoking and drinking, and I haven't gone insane yet.
The dress I bought home with me, not being able to get it over my head, now fits. The jeans I avoided wearing because they were uncomfortably tight are now falling off of me.
I have emerging hipbones, clavicles and cheekbones.
I can't believe I didn't do this sooner, I could be so much happier. I still have a long way to go, and I can't believe I let myself go in such a spectacular fashion to have such a long journey ahead of me. But to have come as far as I have in the space of two months I can't complain.
I am so frustrated with the fact that I can't see it in myself, which is discouraging, but it is nice that other people are noticing. I just hope it is noticable when I get back to bournemouth, otherwise I will have confirmation that I havent changed.
I am also ALWAYS cold, which is annoying, but a small price to pay
14 more pounds and I will be the lowest weight I have ever been as an adult, that is my goal for my moving in day. Any more than that would be incredible. If I continue losing at this rate, I could lose maybe another stone and a half, but I wouldn't want to put that kind of pressure on myself!
So yeah I suppose I deserve some sort of pat on the back from myself