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This week was going ok...I mostly stuck to plan for the majority of the week, I made some good choices and had plenty of variety.....and then I stuffed it all up.
I'm blaming one of my best friends (mainly cos she's on her hols so is unlikely to see this).....lets call her Sara, for that is her name. I needed to get her a birthday pressie, and while I had the main affair, just wanted something little to go in the gift bag.....so yesterday I wandered into the local gift shop. Epic fail there and then as it has a Thorntons concession just inside the door. Now I'm not sure if I've mentioned this before, I love Thorntons Viennesse truffles. I mean, I really love them, in a fairly unhealthy way. Having been positively angelic that day, I figured, having a Vienesse truffle bar at 9 syns would be a lovely treat after my Subway salad at lunch time. I picked up some other chocs for my friend, and that is where I should have skipped to the till, full of joy that I'd got this lovely treat to savour after lunch.
Yeah, so that absolutely never happened!
Now, I'm going to say something controversial here, so if you're easily shocked (or from the SW police)....skip a few lines. Since I started SW, I have always had a small treat after weigh in....usually a chocolate bar, or a bag of crisps...only ever going over my daily syns by a few. Recently however, I've been going nuts after weigh in..cheese and biscuits, pizza followed by chocolate. You get the picture. So I picked up a whole bag of Viennesse truffles for Ron. Lateron 🤣. I told myself I'd have them after weigh in tonight and drove back to the office.
I ate my bar fairly swiftly....ok, let's be honest, there was no savouring involved and then I was in the office on my own.
I thought I ought to put the chocs in my car so I wouldn't be tempted.....and then I thought er no, actually I'm going to stuff the lot down my neck right now.
That was it. Gone in a jiffy and me left with teeth that had grown their own fur coats from all the sugar and feeling really cross with myself.
I get so frustrated, why do I do it? Answers on a post card please...
Then last night, three things happened, I saw an inspirational quote on Instagram......it was something along the lines of as long as you are thinking about something, you'll never stop striving for it. The second thing was my 1 year journal arrived ready for the new year and thirdly our lovely SW lady messaged me with some words of encouragement.
So, I can't promise I'm going to lose weight this week, but the past is behind me (as per my Fleetwood Mac inspired post title) and i will keep thinking about my weight, and keep trying and most importantly I'm armed with coloured pens and a fancy new journal to keep me on the straight and narrow!
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