It’s Wednesday, or ‘weigh-day’ as far as I’m concerned. At least that’s the theory, but as we all know the reality is often very different.
And so it was this morning that when my alarm went off at 5am for my 5:30 RPM class, I promptly rolled over and went back to sleep. And as Jemima had a dentist appointment at 8am an uber-early morning session in the gym was my only chance to jump on the scales today.
So I have no idea of the results of the last week as far as weight loss is concerned. I’m not feeling particularly positive as although I’ve made it to the gym three times, two of those work outs were much shorter than I’d have liked. And it was a piggy weekend – Ben’s birthday and Mother’s Day both falling on Sunday didn’t do me any favors on the healthy eating front. Let’s just say there were cupcakes on Saturday and Lemon cake on Sunday. Yum!
That said, today I’m wearing my skinny jeans and for a few hours they were falling down. It was only when I tightened the belt - to a notch that I’ve not seen a long while - did they stop falling down. Surely that’s a good sign?
I said right up front that weight-loss, or rather your body weight, whatever it may be, is more about how you feel and your dress size rather than purely numbers on a scale. So, that I’m feeling thinner and the clothes, today anyway, seem to be confirming it, I’m pretty positive. Which puts me in the right frame of mind to be continuing. Fingers crossed, here’s to another pound next week.
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