Well, I have just had a most lovely weekend. We had sis-in-law to stay friday night and then we had a smashing day out on Saturday at the NEC Gardeners World Live and Summer Good Food shows (not a good one for the dieter but rather good fun nevertheless). Saturday evening was a girlie night at my bride-to-be friends house talking bridesmaid dresses (again, pretty bad for the diet but following a day surrounded by free samples of cheese, wine and other goodies was rather inconsequential on the calories front). On Sunday I was relatively well behaved actually, in comparison but I am feeling a little aprehensive about tonights weigh-in. I feel very VERY bloated and heavy today. And slow. And tired. I suppose a weekend of late nights, early(ish) starts and sizable amounts of alcohol will do that to you!
It's going to be awkward for me to get weighed today as I'm going to get my hair colour done after work. I did sneak onto the scales yesterday twice, I and found a loss of 1lb on one and a gain of 1lb on the other. Part of me doesn't want to get on the scales at all this week. Perhaps I could leave it till wednesday when I might not be feeling so roly poly ... is that allowed? I feel like if I get on those scales tonight and it isn't good it might just push me over the edge into bingeville . That would not be good. I might just be being cowardly. Kind of like not checking your balance when you know there is no money in your bank account and buying that pair of shoes anyway.
Gem x
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