heaving a sigh of relief....

This week I have felt really disheartened by the whole process. My motivation was not lost but my confidence certainly was. It seems as though last week's gain bothered me more that I thought it did. The closer WI came the worse I felt. I hadn't been cheating or binging but my belief had really gone. I felt as though all the hormones raging caused by the implant and my Hashimotos would remove the control I have with this weightloss. That even though I would continue following the plan, that they would prevent it from working.

This morning I was convinced I had gained, despite there being no logic to it (I had stuck to plan). At WI I hardly dared look at the scales, but was most relieved to have lost 1.5. That completely reduced last week's gain to a mere blip on the horison. I feel that it was very significant for me to lose all of what I had gained so that I now have a clean slate again. I know that I didn't do anything wrong to cause the gain but I guess it was a lesson to myself in how fragile my new found confidence is - something I guess all us WWers face.

So now I feel more upbeat about it again (sounds fickle I know) and Simon bought me a WW pedometer plus today - not got it set up properly yet! I feel being aware of my activity will spur me on more, even on days we cannot get out of the house in bad weather.

I am looking forward to enjoying this week more than the last (and my pointed cadbury's creme egg on Sunday).

Keep well everyone,

Sarah x