Messy…

Messy…
That really is the only way to describe this last week. After the joy and shock of losing 7.5lbs in a week, it was back down to Earth with a literal bang. Friday saw the start of the Road To Ruin 2019 festival. Three nights under canvas on the beer, rum and junk food.  I lasted until Saturday morning before it all came crashing down. I collapsed. My legs went from under me, I passed out and woke up in my pants with the medics looking me over. A combi...

In shock…

In shock…
I don't really know where to begin this week. I've had a good few days. I've had a couple of what may be considered poor days and there have been in the majority good days but I'm still not sure how this plan works. Friday night is usually the start of my week and I would have probably looked back on the week with a beer or two with some of my colleagues, however this week was a quiet one. I had an early finish from work which was nice.  Saturday was...

S.O.S.

S.O.S.
I need some help and some inspiration. This weight is just not moving anymore. I'm stuck and I have absolutely no idea where I can get my mojo back. I've put on 1lb this week and I've ok, not been great but I don't think I've been that bad.  I've stopped doing a food diary and I think I may need to do that. I've also stopped walking. It's been a few weeks since I last took a wander. I've not been for nearly two weeks.  So, my last month has been...

Another week.

Another week.
I've been good this week, honest I've been good. I've not been that good really. Friday is the start of my week. My car needed an MOT this week and it was payday. We left work early and went to the pub just as a wind down. Now I didn't drink as I had to collect my car from the garage. Got home and decided that I needed a rum.  I had a couple of Rum's and finished the bottle of Rebellion that I was given for my birthday last year.  Then I or...