Day 23

Well scales showing another move down the way, and I have to admit this is a biggie for me.

Usually when I diet I follow a very predictable pattern.

I get fat, above 14 stone seems to be my snapping point, and I decide to diet.
I diet. Vigorously.
I stick in and get to 13st 3. I decide that was a good wee run, and take a "meal off".
This then leads to a wee bump during which I struggle to get back on track for a few days or even a few weeks.
I put on a wee bit of weight.
Get stuck in again.
Get past the 13st 3 mark.
Make it to 12stone 10. Then I go a bit mad, derail and put all my lost weight back on again.

This time though. I pushed through 13st 3lbs. I am also....

12 stone 9.6 lbs this morning.

I know its only .4 of a lb, but I don't care. I'm past my demon weight. I admit to getting a wee bit teary this morning in the bathroom. I'm getting there.

Menu: Apple and cinnamon porridge, banana ice cream and a peanut bar.
Drinks: 2L of tea (freezing today and don't think the ice cream helped) 1 cup coffee and 1.5 litres water
Cheats: Last night I had 4 black olives, and a piece of husbands lamb. (more on this further on)
Mood: Quite emotional today, weepy and excited and stressed
Weight: See above

Re the cheating. I think I ended up picking because I was at this 12st 10 mark. I know it sounds stupid, I mean I'll never be at goal if I don't get past it, but head tricks and all that made picking acceptable last night. I did catch myself halfway through the bit of lamb and spit the rest out, had an extra peanut bar and went to bed to watch some tv. The lamb was about 1" wide by about 1/4" thick, so it wasn't a big bit but it was enough for me to re-evaluate what I was doing and why.

I'm glad I nailed it there and then though, and I'm ultra glad the scales showed a slight move this morning too. Almost like a reward. Next week I'm aiming for 12st 7 (OMG stomach doing somersaults at that)

Then I will officially be into a size 14.