So, Beck tells us that a weigh in is just a number, a snapshot and shouldn't hold any power over us. But I lost nothing, nada, nil, rien, zip this week. Okay, DC isn't as painful as LL - the food is nice and, let's face it, food - and I know I had a pizza, an ice cream and some cake this week but I went running 4 times (grrrr) and I certainly didn't eat what I wanted. I did a calorie count of the last couple of days too and found I was easily coming in under 1200 calories (the DC recommendation) - yesterday I squeaked in at 40cals under (due to extra Nakd bar due to extreme starving feelings - genuinely not psychological) but the day before I had a couple of hundred spare. I expect some pay back, people! Hello? God of diets are you listening? At all?
My darkest fear is that I only lose weight on LL and so spend my life being on chemical dust packs and resenting it bitterly OR stacking weight back on and feeling miserable. I can't live like that and keep my sanity - let alone remain cheerful.
I know, I know, it's just a week. I have to press ahead and see what randomness the god of diets throws my way next week (is it wrong to just wish that time away until I can weigh again in the hope that some good news will set my mood for the next week?).
And pesky life events to throw me off course this week - only a trip to a chick flick with the girls from my old work (I miss them) and then Yo Sushi! Should be manageable. And Valentines - we'll eat at home(rather than being ripped off with substandard lazy food in a restaurant) and it will major on seafood (low cal and yummy) but I guess it will be more than 500 cals - when you factor champagne in anyway! I had been going to suggest we ate out on friday night and then had a quiet dinner at home on Saturday but sadly I'm not going to as a way of conserving calories. Surely that can't be too bad? I need to see those scales shifting (downwards).