Written by tigs01 on 28/01/2011 08:23
I like that term of Mrs Rhino's for those things you see on the scales that have no apparent explanation and annoy the stink out of you.
I check my weight every day. I always have when following any weight loss programme. It doesn't bother me much at all. Normally.
Weigh in before last, I was a pound lighter the following morning. Last weigh in, I was two and a half pounds heavier the following morning, despite having shall we say evacuated very nicely indeed, four times, on weigh in day (after weighing in.) Enough so that I expected to be at least two pounds lighter, not heavier!
The same numbers have been appearing on the scales all week. I couldn't tell you why. Last week was just as usual. This week has been, too. Nothing different going on at all.
Is it getting me down? At the moment, yes. I've felt fat all week. I haven't felt fat for quite a long time. I haven't slept much this week, so I am susceptible to a bout of the blues in spite of the happy tablets.
I don't want to do anything today. I'd quite like to take to my bed and stay there until Sunday and weigh in then. But, life must go on.
Just goes to show, we can't all be happy, perky and bouncy the whole time. Especially not in the morning. Gosh, I hate mornings.
(The SP about 45 minutes ago - three or four hours earlier than a usual weigh in, and I've not taken a water tablet as I have lots of running around to do this morning and can't be peeing every verse end - showed a four and a half pound gain.)
It is not going to make me throw in the towel, fall off the wagon, have a huge binge or anything like that. It's just a bad week. If I knew why, I would feel better. I just have to accept it is Just One of Those Things.
*sigh*
I check my weight every day. I always have when following any weight loss programme. It doesn't bother me much at all. Normally.
Weigh in before last, I was a pound lighter the following morning. Last weigh in, I was two and a half pounds heavier the following morning, despite having shall we say evacuated very nicely indeed, four times, on weigh in day (after weighing in.) Enough so that I expected to be at least two pounds lighter, not heavier!
The same numbers have been appearing on the scales all week. I couldn't tell you why. Last week was just as usual. This week has been, too. Nothing different going on at all.
Is it getting me down? At the moment, yes. I've felt fat all week. I haven't felt fat for quite a long time. I haven't slept much this week, so I am susceptible to a bout of the blues in spite of the happy tablets.
I don't want to do anything today. I'd quite like to take to my bed and stay there until Sunday and weigh in then. But, life must go on.
Just goes to show, we can't all be happy, perky and bouncy the whole time. Especially not in the morning. Gosh, I hate mornings.
(The SP about 45 minutes ago - three or four hours earlier than a usual weigh in, and I've not taken a water tablet as I have lots of running around to do this morning and can't be peeing every verse end - showed a four and a half pound gain.)
It is not going to make me throw in the towel, fall off the wagon, have a huge binge or anything like that. It's just a bad week. If I knew why, I would feel better. I just have to accept it is Just One of Those Things.
*sigh*
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