It occurs to me that this blog hasn't really been much about Weight Watchers lately. This is probably because I have not counted a point since the beginning of December. I initially thought about writing some sort of apologia, but then thought better of it. The truth is, I just haven't been in the right place and if your head isn't in the right place then it doesn't work.
It's not a question of making excuses (they're boring to both write and read), it's just a question of not being there and I think anyone who has ever successfully lost weight - actually, ever successfully achieved anything worth achieving - will understand what I mean.
Do I still want to lose weight? Most days, yes. Most days, I am vain enough to care that I would look prettier if I was a few stone lighter. Most days, I am concerned enough for my (generally good) physical health that I think I need to make more of an effort. But some days I am happy - or, at the very least, content. And contentment is fine - contentment is good but the danger is it leads to complacency and I am not yet close enough to goal to be complacent.
There is a delightful freedom to not worrying about points. As may be clear from this blog, I love cooking, and the ability to not have to measure every ingredient that goes into a dish is rather liberating. To not have to plan my day's food to within an inch of its life is...well, it's nice. The break has been nice.
It is temporary. And when normal services resumes you will be the first to know.
Edited to add: This is my 500th post! Goodness. Not what I would have chosen but there you go...probably sums up the contrary nature of my writing here over the past few years. As ever, beloved readers, thank you for popping by and maybe by the end of the next 500 rambles I'll be sylph like and sorted!!