I finally plucked up the courage to weigh myself after four weeks of off-the-rails eating-rubbish-for-Britain.
Three pounds on. It doesn't sound that much, but I've ballooned.
In the immortal words of those philosophers The Divine Comedy, "it's hard to get by, when your a*se is the size of a small countreeeeeeee".
Mine is the size of Outer Mongolia :( diet starts again next Tuesday...
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Same here.I haven't weighed myself since just after Germany,but I know it won't be good news seeing as I haven't exercised for ages and I'm getting partial to fried food again.I think it's all part of the process though- I don't believe people who say they've lost weight every week since they started dieting.Their body must be freaky and wrong if they did!
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