Elie
Silver Member
Hi everybody!
I am sorry for having neglecting you for the past few days. I had an hectic schedule! The diet is going very well. I had my WI yesterday evening at my CDC, and I had lost 4lbs. Today is my official WI, ie the one I have every Sat morning since day 1, and guess what? Stupid BF packed my scales hastily (without worrying about it being a precision tool) and then left in overnight in the car in bloody freezing Birmingham... When I discovered that this morning I was fuming, and when I got my scales back, they were full of condensation. I tried to weigh myself but the weight changes every time: they are broken, and I know they are because usually they are very precise. So I am crying all I can right now just because I can't have my WI. I know it may sound weird to be emotional about something so petty, but this WI is my reward every week for being so good, and now I feel like I have been dieting so hard for no reward. I know it is irrational. But it is my own little tiny pleasure every week.
As a consequence, I deducted 4lbs in my ticker, because it is the minimum I lost, of that I am sure. Don't get me wrong, I am very happy with it, but I know that if my idiotic BF hadn't done what he did, I would have had an even better surprise, because my WI yesterday was in the evening with my clothes, and this morning it would have without food and naked.:cry:
So 4lbs is really great, I am really pleased, but I could slap him across the face right now, honest. And I am not a violent person. I am sure you can understand what I am feeling, even if I am overreacting
I will have to buy new scales, but I am counting the pennies at the mo :sigh:
Elie
I am sorry for having neglecting you for the past few days. I had an hectic schedule! The diet is going very well. I had my WI yesterday evening at my CDC, and I had lost 4lbs. Today is my official WI, ie the one I have every Sat morning since day 1, and guess what? Stupid BF packed my scales hastily (without worrying about it being a precision tool) and then left in overnight in the car in bloody freezing Birmingham... When I discovered that this morning I was fuming, and when I got my scales back, they were full of condensation. I tried to weigh myself but the weight changes every time: they are broken, and I know they are because usually they are very precise. So I am crying all I can right now just because I can't have my WI. I know it may sound weird to be emotional about something so petty, but this WI is my reward every week for being so good, and now I feel like I have been dieting so hard for no reward. I know it is irrational. But it is my own little tiny pleasure every week.
As a consequence, I deducted 4lbs in my ticker, because it is the minimum I lost, of that I am sure. Don't get me wrong, I am very happy with it, but I know that if my idiotic BF hadn't done what he did, I would have had an even better surprise, because my WI yesterday was in the evening with my clothes, and this morning it would have without food and naked.:cry:
So 4lbs is really great, I am really pleased, but I could slap him across the face right now, honest. And I am not a violent person. I am sure you can understand what I am feeling, even if I am overreacting
I will have to buy new scales, but I am counting the pennies at the mo :sigh:
Elie