so hard I'm surprised I didn't fracture a hip. I don't really know what happened, but I've managed a spectacular departure from everything I've been trying to follow. Over the past two days I've managed to consume foods from every group - pastry (vanilla slice, apple and pear tart), chocolate (bar, biscuit and pudding), cream (with jam on white bread), savoury/chippy (corn chips with salsa), dairy (cheese and sour cream on the last mentioned item), deep fried (delicious chicken dim sim from the corner shop) and drinkable (Big M, Milo and Coke, though not together).
I can't work out exactly what prompted this binge, that I didn't even enjoy while I was doing it. In the past I've freaked when I've lost weight, but I have barely scratched the surface. It may be that, because I told a few friends I was doing this, they supportively said they thought I looked thinner, but if I'd really lost weight every time said that I'd be being force fed Sacher Torte as we speak - I think I'm fatter in people's mental picture than in person, because I get that a lot even when my weight's rock steady.
i do think I've been more upset than I acknowledged by receiving a journal paper rejection hard on the heels of a particularly bad shift, but that was a few days ago, and I wouldn't have thought I'd have such a delayed reaction.
The important thing is not to let this derail me. I don't expect to lose at my next weigh in, and despite Lynn's supportive remarks I doubt I've maintained, but I still have eighteen odd weeks til my brother's wedding, and the rest of my life. This is, after all, a long term project. - Alex
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