Ok so i've actually given this a lot of thought since friday as i figured it's really worth working it out!
the only thing i can come up with, besides being the blummin greedy guts, is....i was happy.
when i lost the weight first time, i was so miserable, at uni, living in a house with people that were horrible to me, parents divorcing, single and sick of it blah blah blah. when i lost the weight i was soooo happy, i got together with my boyfriend, moved into my 3rd year at uni, and into a house with people i loved and who were lovely, parents stabilised (ok theyre still divorcing but at least they're happier!) and life was good. i lost the self loathing thing that plagued me for years and enjoyed my life. i didnt have any scales at uni, so when i came home at Xmas i realised i'd put on 2 stone. which i was pee'd off about but decided to healthy eat and exercise to get rid. that lasted about a month when i got back to uni, forgot about the weight due to the lack of scales etc.
all i can say is it crept back on - a lb or 2 a week. then it increased more and more but i think because i was so happy, it didnt register as the disaster it was. when i moved back home after uni, it just kept on coming i suppose basically i didn't refeed last time, did WW for a couple of months and thought i'd sussed it. but bad habit crept back in and here we are again!!
i've never sucessfully lost weight in a relationship before. it's always been between them, then the weight comes back when i'm really happy again.
so i'm thinking - i'm soooo happy with my lot in life at the mo - its only the weight pulling me down, so with that gone, i'll have all boxes ticked - so hopefully i've broken that cycle.
Can I ask - how comes your arms look so good when you were at your lowest weight? Even at mine, my arms were bloody awful flabby things & are a concern for me this time round!