I'm pleased to say that, following the outpouring of optimism last week, I lost two and a half pounds at my weigh in on Saturday morning. And I'm equally pleased to say that, at the time of writing (Sunday afternoon) I have still not succumbed to any wobbles or wibbles. Another good week prior to our trip to Scotland would be a real boost.
It's a bit of an odd one though, this week, since I'm staying with D for the first couple of days. I have an exam on Wednesday (which I may have mentioned once or thrice) and, following a bit of a meltdown in which I told him that I was going to eat WORMS and then FAIL the exam because I had NO-ONE to make me tea or mop my fevered brow, he *ahem* thought to invite me. So he was in charge of meal planning for the first couple of days - but luckily he is a well trained estranged husband and picked two of my absolute favourite dinners.
Wednesday - exam day - I am playing by ear. I have a book group meeting in the evening so hopefully there won't be too much rocking in a corner. Saturday I've left unplanned as well - but I'm thinking it will be a post weigh in pre holiday pizza (pointed, of course). And Sunday, it's off to Glasgow and dinner at The Chip.
Rest of the meals look like this:
- Salmon fillet with pasta pesto
- Pan roasted chicken breast with lemon couscous and asparagus
- Chilli con carne burrito with salad and minted crème fraiche dressing (x2)