I'm so proud of myself, it's a wonder I got my big head through the door-frame when I left the bedroom this morning... stuck to it 100% all week... until Saturday night, which was disastrous... lol... but I not only made up every single calorie yesterday, with much power-walking in an extremely bracing wind, I still managed to get a calorie-counted roast for dinner (abt 100 calories more than last week's, but it was pork shoulder), so I didn't feel deprived. About 4 a.m. yesterday, the scales read 14 stone and a ¼ lb. After my determined performance yesterday, I am very hopeful that will be the last time I ever see that number on my scales again.
Have a fab slimming week, y'all! :) xx
