Every morning without fail, I get out of bed, strip off my pyjamas and weigh myself (after going to the toilet of course – every pound counts!). The results of the bathroom scales can make or break my day and I think it might be verging on an addiction. I know I’m losing weight, but the scales sometimes tell a different picture as my weight jumps up and down like a yo-yo – especially before and after fasting days (I’m doing the 5:2 Fasting diet). This morning ritual can be disheartening at times, causing me to lose track of my overall weight loss.
I’m a bit of a wham, bam kinda girl! I like to see results quickly, or I tend to lose interest. I know I’m in it for the long haul this time – trying to lose a whole load of weight – but I don’t want to lose motivation too much along the way.
Last week, I popped into Sports Direct to invest in a cheap pair of tracksuit bottoms for my new Pilates classes. Unsure of my size, I headed to the changing room with a selection. I thought an 18 (UK sizing) might be a safe bet, so that’s where I started. Ooooh, I think they might be a little on the large size – dare I try the 16 to compare? Wow, the 16 fitted perfectly – I had to prevent myself from doing a song and a jig in case anyone witnessed it!
This is the first time I’ve been in a size 16 since pre-pregnancy – we are talking about 4 years here. At the height of my largeness, just after giving birth, I was a size 22. When I think about this I realise how far I’ve come. It puts it all in perspective and reminds me maybe I shouldn’t put so much faith in the scales after all.
This post was written for the Yeah Write Moonshine Grid number 151.