The One and Only

Just a pound. One pound. All that effort for 1 pound. That is what one side of my head is screaming at me.

The other side, the patient positive logical side, says it is THAT week. You know, lady week. It is water retention and all that kind of stuff. I feel better and clothes are fitting that did not a few weeks ago. It is all good. Half a stone in 3 weeks. That is totes amazeballs. Fabulous. Wonderful. Everything is good!

 

But then the dark side of my head comes back louder and stronger. Drowning out the logic. PATHETIC - you should lose more. Go on, go and eat. You will feel sooooo much better. What is the point in working out - you can't do this.....

 

BUT. BIG BUT. No I will not allow "I like Big Butts and I cannot lie...." to enter my head at this time. This is serious. I will win this week. I am doing this.

Earlier this week I was feeling completely sensible knowing that time of the month had arrived. DO NOT WEIGH YOURSELF THIS WEEK. That is what sensible EJM said. I was all over it. Escape the negativity that may be on the scales as I can easily put on weight during THAT week. Brilliant. Genius idea. Great plan.

 

Then, this morning, they started talking to me. Before I had even left my bed the scales were calling to me. "Come on my pretty, come and weigh yourself. I will be nice to you. You know you really want to know." In my sleepy stupity I stepped on.

 

193. This is good. This is a another pound. Little positive EJM was in my head trying to do star jumps and the Carlton from Fresh Prince dance of joy. Brilliant, fabulous, marvellous.

 

Then miserable dark side of negativity smacked the poor little positive EJM to the floor and started jumping up and down - quite violent my dark side. Top that with the anger at myself for actually getting on the scales DESPITE telling myself I wouldn't and my positivity was flattened. Usually this would mean one thing. THE END.

 

This would mean a little trip to a supermarket for a lunch that would make me "feel better". Junk. Rubbish. Not clever.

 

So my poor little positive side has peeled itself off the floor and is fighting back. I am off to Crossfit with someone who I know will make me smile like a Cheshire Cat and as for that negative little person in my head - well today it can piss right off!!!!!

 

193lbs

Total loss 7lbs

#winning

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