I only weigh myself once a week.
More frequently than that is only going to end in heartbreak with the little blips (or blimps?) that occur. I want to see the trend that is heading downwards. Monthly would probably be better, but there's no way I have the patience and motivation to sustain a healthy life for a month with no feedback.
But this morning I couldn't help myself. Partially frustration after last Friday's non-event, partially because this morning I was going to morning tea and needed to know precisely how much I could afford to eat, partially because I've been rowing each day and refusing food and that should be making a difference, surely???
900 grams. Gone. Yaaaaaaaay!
Now to hold onto it until Friday's official weigh-in.
Six and a half years later
3 years ago
1 comment:
Still looking good. he,he,he
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