Loss this week: 1lb. Total loss: 7lb (half a stone).
So not as big a loss this week. Obviously I would have liked a bigger loss, but I’m not actually disappointed with losing just a pound.
In the past when I have been to class and weighed in, and only lost a pound or so, I have got disheartened – assuming I should have lost more – despite the fact I probably shouldn’t have.
In the past, when I have weighed in and only lost a pound, my reaction has tended towards disappointment, or possibly even annoyance or anger.
But now I just remember the fact that if I lost ‘just’ a pound every week for a year then that’d be the best part of four stone. Which would be amazing!
However, the main reason I am not disappointed is that I went to Leeds at the weekend for a party for my 30th. I had a great night with lots of my friends, and with about ten pints of calorific real ale! The food wasn’t perfectly healthy either – thought it was perfectly delicious.
On top of that, I have been in day long meetings both today and yesterday, where biscuits and buffet were the order of the day. As I’ve mentioned earlier, and I will elaborate on at a later date, I don’t do brilliantly with buffets!
So considering all of the above, I don’t think I’ve done too bad to have recorded a loss! I suspect the first week I stay the same/gain weight will be less positive mind.
The plan for the next seven days is to do a bit better and keep up the exercise, so that I can hopefully lose a bit more weight next week. Fingers crossed!
Onwards and upwards.
The only man in the room.