The Night Before

Sunday nights are always a mixed bag for me being the night before my routine Monday morning weigh in. I seem to spend the evening going back over my week, thinking about areas I slipped up or the ways in which I managed to impress even myself.

This week has been a bit of a double edged sword. I'm uber impressed that I kept my goals, I went to gym 4 times, I stuck to my points and I tracked everything ...so one very big pat on the back for me. But i'm feeling a little bloated this evening and TTOM is immenant so i'm really not sure how the scales are going to play out tomorrow morning. It has always slowed my weight loss down in the past but I have never gained as a result. My concern is, that as I was getting dressed this morning for a BBQ lunch, I put on what has become my favourite pair of jeans lately only to be confronted with an uncomfortably tight feeling around my waist...bahh humbug!!!

So i'm mentally preparing for the possiblity of a gain. I am making a promise to myself right now that if that is the way it does play out that I will not be disheartened, I will not let it deter or derail me, it will only be temporary and I can enjoy a bigger loss next week. Oh and just for safe measure i'm pulling out my measuring tape so I can take my measurements, I only ever take them in bad weeks so i have something positive to focus on.

On another positive note, my beautiful mother told me today she has been inspired by my weight loss and asked if I would mind if she joined the gym that I go to. Now to put that in perspective, my mum has her dad's genes and her dad was a jockey so she has always been on the petite side but she assures me that she is growing a floatation device around her waist and doesn't like it one bit, so she wants to follow my lead! I have so much admiration for her, so it was a real boost to hear that I have inspired her to do something instead of the other way around!

My goal for this week is to significantly reduce my diet coke habit. Up until this point I have used it to combat sugar cravings but i'm really starting to think I'm just trading one bad habit for another so it's gotta go or at the very least be wound right down. On that note however, it's time for sleep before my somewhat dreaded death match with the scales.