I only realised on Friday that I had completely forgotten to write up my Operation Wedding Weight – Weigh in #13 post – sorry!! Basically it was “Star Week” and I put on a pound. I wasn’t too stressed about that to be honest, it could have been far worse.
So on to weigh in #14 . . .
The week could basically be summarised by the phrase “Fail to prepare, prepare to fail”. I hadn’t planned any meals or done a proper shop. It was a complete write off from start to finish – you know those awful fall off the wagon weeks – not just one meal or one day but a whole week. A whole week where I failed to write a food diary, failed to stay within (or even count) my sys and basically just ate everything in sight. I completely lost the plot. I was dreading getting on the scales on Saturday morning to the point that I really just didn’t want to go to class. However I know that would have been about the worst thing I could do. Between my commitment to the end goal and the fact I’ve bought a Count Down (this basically means I’ve paid up front for a set number of classes) I got up and dragged myself there. Our little Saturday morning class is so lovely – so supportive and ready to lend an ear or just lighten the mood with a good giggle. It’s exactly what I needed. As the guys at Slimming World say – on good week your class needs you, on a bad week you need your class. This week I needed them. Seeing Sharron, one of the girls in our class, reach her target was fab – I want some of that feeling please!
So really a 1.5lb gain wasn’t all that bad – I expected far far worse. Now I’ve just got to get it back off again. As you can see from the graph below I basically weigh the same now as I did 2 months ago – the silver lining of course is that I don’t weigh more but if I’d been more focused I could have lost another stone in that time. I’ve got a number of big events coming up that I want to be at my target weight for.
On Friday night I went up to the Trafford Centre with my best friend. We had no particular intentions for our shop, just a bit of a nose really and then dinner. It was more to spend some time together than because either of us really needed to go shopping. Anyway, I spotted a dress. One which really caught my eye. Typically when I went for a closer look there were only a handful on the rail and the biggest was just a 16. Realistically I needed to try an 18 to have any hope of it fitting – this was a proper fitted dress with a zip and everything, no stretchy forgiving jersey here. Anyway, I decided to just try it on, I knew it wouldn’t zip up or anything but at least it would give me an idea of the style etc. I put the dress on over my head out of habit – I rarely get a dress up over my hips. I was surprised to find that not only did it slip on relatively easily but it did up. It actually zipped up. Now don’t get me wrong, it doesn’t “fit” in that I wouldn’t want to wear it tomorrow but it does fit. Rather than risk leaving it in the shop and never seeing it again we decided I should get it, working on the basis of making it fit within the time it takes for the store’s standard returns policy to run out – giving me 35 days . . . In 35 days that dress needs to fit or it will have to go back and it will be back to the drawing board. I’ve taken some photos (which I’m obviously not going to share with you) and it looks great from the front but as ever the side view is the issue. It’s all about my tummy. So, right now that dress is going to be my saviour and get me my focus back. I intend to try it on again in two weeks and cross my fingers for progress!