NOT TAKING my scales away with me & never weigh myself at any time other than first thing in the morning so won't know until tomorrow what I weigh. I enjoyed the short break holiday in Wales, and walked everywhere, something I can't face doing at home. The food at the hotel was amazing and it was a revelation to eat healthily, something I've not done in such ages.
I cried though; I hate myself as I am now and there was a really nice chap at the hotel who waited on us. It was embarrasing - I know at 10st 13 I would have had the confidence to make eye contact & chat to him but as I am now I could barely look in his direction when he was talking. I'm sure he thought I was being rude, but truthfully I was thinking how can I start up a conversation with him when he's most likely thinking "God almighty she's a bit fat and unattractive". So to that chap, I apologise you had the misfortune to have to look at me.
