Previously on WWF: -48.3lbs
This week: -3lbs
Total loss: 51.3lbs
There was a nasty moment earlier this week when my faithful old scales finally gave up the ghost. Too weak to even finish their final error message, they flashed up a feeble "err" before dying completely. Farewell, old friends.
Of course, my immediate concern was that switching to a new pair of scales could cause a rupture in the space time continuum - or, at the very least, a blip in my weight loss. New scales can be very sneaky. So, I don't really know whether this week's loss is all "real" or whether it is down to the newbies sucking up a little bit and weighing me a tad lighter than the old faithfuls. Whatever - I'm taking it. I LOVE my new scales. I also really like the fact they weigh to 0.1 of a pound. Little things, people.
I must admit, I was hoping for a good result. I had done all the right things WW wise - not only tracking every last swig of gin consumed at the tasting last Saturday (it was painful to look at that day's tracker), but also getting to the pool for four (count 'em) swims, netting me 20 activity points (of which I consumed 2). I'm trying to edge my way back into exercise and swimming, for me, is by far the least painful way to do that. I want to start a running programme as well, but for the next couple of weeks, I think I'm going to stick to ploughing up and down the pool while I build up the nerve to hit the treadmill.
Onwards and downwards - the halfway point is approaching and I can SMELL it.