I am writing this blog as a lame attempt to distract myself from eating the bag of chocolate buttons that is currently sat in my cupboard. They are taunting me with their sugary goodness and I am very close to giving in.
Do not feel sorry for me. Since Friday I have already consumed a chocolate and cherry brownie with salted caramel and ice cream (an anniversary dinner treat), a bag of marshmallow crispie bites (because I happend to walk past Costas) and a slice of gluten free chocolate cake (because I was at a birthday party). The weight loss plan has seriously suffered and I don't need any more sugar. I don't need any more sugar. I don't need any more sugar.
The diet has been slow and steady but things are going in the right direction. I am four pounds away from my pre-pregnancy weight but would like to lose a little more and I'd like to get there sooner rather than later. A much awaited trip to the physio this week will hopefully start to get rid of sciatic pain that I've had since pregnancy meaning that I might be able to move about without hobbling like an old lady and do a bit more exercise. (In my head I like to exercise, in the real world I do not but it would at least be nice to have the option!)
I am now starting to feel thinner and some clothes are starting to feel looser but there is still a way to go. So I will NOT eat those chocolate buttons!
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