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I have been doing my utmost *not to gain any more weight, for the last year... ever since I wooshed up a good stone over the weight I've been for the best part of 10 years.

I can't count how many yoghurts I've eaten instead of something half decent and tasty, how many bits of fruit instead of a much wanted choccy bar, how many times I've skipped meals,eaten tiny portions etc etc. I've even learned to love couscous and salad dammit - and believe me, that took some doing. I've ingested 1500 calories a day for so long I can do it automatic almost.

And up until today, sweet FA registered on the bathroom scales.

I stood on 'em earlier this evening, and thought "Oh Bugger! I may as well just eat and to hell with it"



And then I actually *looked at the numbers properly.

Several times to make sure.

God bless numeric dyslexia!!!

I appear to have lost the best part of a stone and a quarter - which means I'm 3lbs lighter than my "usual" weight

And that's without exercise, mark you

Granted it's taken about a year to register on the scales, but I couldn't really understand why previously tight jeans were falling off my hips and overly tight skirts actually fitted again. I just put it down to a lousy washing machine, careless washing and generally poor quality clothing

I don't understand this phenomonen(sp?) but I *do know from previous diets, this is the way the scales and my weight behave.

If I can lose this much, with no exercise (not thru chose, but thru medical nonsense/hassles) then just wait till I start getting back to swimming regular

I've never been a size 12; dammit, by the time I was 8 I was wearing size 14 adult clothes (4 11 and 8 stone then... a long, long time ago I was a big, tall lass as a kid)

But it might be interesting to attempt the seemingly impossible once I'm OK to exercise.

Well, my bottom half, anyway. Alas, the Dolly Partons are always going to be with me.

Good for you

Ah, so some kind of dedication and commitment is required, eh? Darn it.

Well, congratulations!

Dunno about dedication and commitment as such.... twas more bloody minded determination *not* to reach the next dress size up really.

The fact that I might achieve the next dress size *down was beyond my wildest hopes, frankly.

Thank gawd I can't read numbers very often!! Just occasionsonally I actually "see" numbers the right way up and in the right order;and this evening appears to be the right time to "see" Once I see them (as such) that's it - they're there properly. It's making sense of meaningless marks in the meantime that's the bugger!

Which reminds me... arn't there still a few January Sales on? The bank account doesn't appear to have any of them red things on it .....atm.

Well done Ev,

Checking the scales often is not a good idea, it can be very disheartening. What you did is just about right and what a result. Without exercise too - I like that!!

Just as a matter of interest, do you feel better? Less tired? I know I did. Thanks for the encouragement that has given me.

Websailor

Well done I'd still like to know how I managed to loos half a stone and yet it all went from areas of my body other than my stupid big 'belly'

Hiya Webbie

Regrettably, no, I don't feel "better"(healthwise) nor less tired really, - but then, even if I were a stick insect, having fibromyalgia tends to knacker a person regardless a bugger, but something I'm learning to work around.

Headwise...now headwise is a different story - I feel extremely chuffed with myself, and very very surprised, as well. Like I said, I've been "watching my intake" for so long, with no discernable difference to see such a big jump still amazes me. So I feel pretty darned good about myself at the moment.

Trouble is, a nice big bowl of profitaroles to celebrate this is not a bright idea!

2 Legs - were you ever given steroids in your medical history? I've got a "top" steroid belly as a result of the blasted things, but I still live in hope that (a) once I'm back swimming, I can shift or shape it up a bit and (b) time - I've heard it can take up to 5 years for the stuff to leave your system might leave me with less "gut" as such.

And posssibly, just possibly, once I've had these ops on the lower bit of my guts, maybe, just maybe, digestion'll be easier, and my metabolism might just *might* speed up a bit. I've no medical evidence to back that supposition, just a hunch.

Alternatively, I suppose I could just stop my alcohol intake for a month and see if that shifts it, instead.

I suppose....


Nah.

well done Ev..and without even realising as well!!!
I've just started being "careful",so i'm keeping well away from the scales for a while,as well as cream buns and ....even that piece looks good just now!!!

Repeat after me Sal "I don't eat sweet stuff"

Repeat it lots and lots of times. Ad infinitum, ad nausium even.

You'll never convince yourself, mind, but say it enough times, and everyone else will, and not offer you it.

Don't think of it as "being careful" - that makes it sound as if you're doing something dangerous! What you're doing is becoming more aware of what you're eating, that's all. And fair play to you, as well.


Just out of interest, unless there's something I want to find out about it, why do you think I seldom discuss food on the Pudding Thread?

I honestly try not to think about it, that's why!! If I don't think about it, I don't get hungry; if I'm not hungry I don't eat. And when I *am hungry I'll pick a bit of fruit and convince myself that's perfectly adequate fuel. Honest it is, now go occupy yourself and *do something, and distract yourself Ev and don't even *think about food!

Trust me, the first 6 months are the hardest, (the first 2 or 3 weeks, yes, you *do get pretty peckish) because it's a change of habit. After that, it's just a chore you sort of do without thinking about it.

As long as the belly doesn't growl too much, of course And if it growls too much I let myself have a hungry (as in eating) day and don't worry much about it. Which is probably why it's taken me so long to lose so little, really.