SOOOO, it seems that my scales were lying to me on Monday. Here I was thinking that I did really well, when honestly i did really quite crap. Obviously I cant give a definite figure for what my weight should have been, but it was no where near what the scales told me. I've estimated it to be around the 85 mark, but that's purely a guess.
So what happened? It appears that at some stage my scales were kicked/moved/tripped over (anything is possible with kids really) and the battery cover has come off the back and one of the batteries has half fallen out. While the batteries didn't seem to make a difference, not having the tiniest corner of the battery cover under the edge of the scale certainly did. So i've adjusted my weight in the side panel, but i'm leaving my last post. I will correct it in next week's weigh in.
Disappointment probably doesn't even come close to how i was feeling when i discovered what had happened, and i'm not going to lie, it made me wonder why i was putting myself through this. My motivation for everything has been at an all time low since coming back from Adelaide, I have a serious case of the "can't be bothered" bug. I REALLY can't wait till Darren comes home for good (meant to be the end of next week) and he can kick my arse again. I need it. Majorly.
I realised earlier in the week that I didn't take my monthly progress photos, so I did it this morning. Even though my brain is taking a mighty long time to wake up to the fact that I have indeed lost weight, the proof is in the photos themselves. Instead of beating myself up about only losing a few hundred grams, I should be proud of the fact that I have come so far in such a short time. Here they are. (click on them if you are game to see them bigger!)
Look My back boobs are nearly gone!!!
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