A good day

I woke up this morning with an expectant feeling in my tummy, and it wasn't the laxative I took last night. It was time for my next weigh-in and I was feeling uneasy about it. I do feel slimmer and have had many compliments from people to that effect, but what would the scales say?

Over the years I haven't paid an awful lot of attention to lbs and oz. Having started training with weights when I was about 12 and knowing that muscle weighs more than fat, things have always been a bit out of kilter for me in this area. In fact, even when I went down to a size 6 (not a pretty sight) I would have been classed as overweight, if not obese. Crazy! According to my friend Debs I am The World's Strongest Woman a label I'm not sure I like, especially when my children liken me to Mrs Trunchbull from Matilda!

Anyway...to cut to the chase I have lost another 3lbs and was very happy. The sun was shining and it was a protein and vegetable day so I made some pumpkin squash soup which was yummy and had a roast chicken dinner with roasted veg and spinach and broccoli. The biggest test for me was looking at the last roast potato on the serving plate that the kids didn't want. You'll be pleased to know that I resisted and it went into the dog's bowl.

I think I must have been playing the martyr card on the weekend because not only did I cook roast potatoes for the kids, but chocolate brownies, sausage rolls and a cake (I'm just boasting now). I must admit the smell of the cake was a little like torture, but I must look to the positive and the fact that I managed a spin class today without dying is a very good sign.

Sorry, not pics today. I was in too much of a rush to eat the roast dinner....