Including the standard daily wobble, I’m losing roughly a kilo a week. That’s progress of a sort. I did have an alarming jump of more than a kilo upwards, but I’m back down again.
Not by the kilo and a bit I gained, of course.
Weight is easier to gain than drop. Everyone should know that.
The slow diet is working. Exercise, chia and determination help.
Of course, since I am being good at my diet, I’m battling depression. Diets lead to depression, the same way that eating releases endorphins. I have to push through it.
Easy to say. Hard to do.
Harder, when the known universe seems to be conspiring against me to make me sad and angry and frustrated.
I have to stay strong.