Breaking through those walls

Well the summer holidays are well and truly done, first day back to work today.  

I have had an amazing two weeks off with a fantastic week away then a great week at home.  Before my time off I was struggling with WW, not the plan but with my losses.  I felt like i had hit a bit of a brick wall, you know the ones when you have your momentum going and all of a sudden you can't go any further, well that was me.  Bored of meals, a little lazy with checking portion sizes and with cooking, I think we all do it when we feel a bit lighter and a little happier we forget why it's so important to lose weight.

I have not been weighed for four weeks, leaving me a little concerned about how much damage I have done but I can honestly say I haven't eaten any where as much as I would have this time last year.  I noticed when we were away, staying in a caravan, that we didn't eat as much junk food, breakfasts were pretty much as we would at home, no more english cooked breakfasts like we used to, no huge takeaways every night, and no need to snack on chocolate and crisps through the day.  It showed me how much we had changed without even knowing it.

Don't get me wrong I have eaten well, we have eaten out a lot as this is what we do as a family.  I haven't tracked at all and have enjoyed my time away from the plan but found myself looking forward to getting back on it.  Instead of thinking about what naughty things I could eat I found myself planning what meals I was going to make.  Even to the point of getting quite excited about it lol.  Oh how I have really changed.

Things were all good until the weekend, I was feeling good, positive and ready to get back onto the plan.  Alan said he would take us out for a meal to one of my favourite Italian restaurants, all was good until I was sat next to a mirror.  There I was in a lovely summer dress, thinking I looked nice, (well nice as i ever see myself looking) and I glanced sideways and saw myself.  I could have hid under the table there and then, I looked and felt huge, and like been slapped with a wet kipper, there was the reminder that I still had a long way to go.  For a while it made me a little sad  but then I realised it was the reminder I needed, and there the brick wall was knocked down and I am able to move forward again.

So here I am first day back at work, ready to rock the WW world and the guys at work had bought me cakes for my birthday last week, well obviously it would be rude not to sample them but it didn't spoil  my enthusiasm.  I came straight home and have made batches of homemade soup and lasagne ready to eat tomorrow and freeze the rest.  The slow cooker is prepped ready for chicken curry tomorrow.

Christmas is 18 weeks away, I still want to get to my goal of at least 50lb by then, so challenge set.

What can I say, bring it on !!!