A plea to the Scale Gods

Well after congratulating myself on my weigh in at 67.0 on Thursday, I have fricking well continued to gain. Fuckit. I am still up on that weight, weighing in today at 67.2kg. Its not much but it IS a gain and at a time when I am desperate to see 66.something on the scale, its killing me.

I went to the gym twice this weekend, increasing my levels on the machine yesterday and my butt and legs know all about it. I also kept my points to under 18 but I went awry with my alcohol points (20.5 total for last week).

I haven't gone to the gym tonight as work is a little mad but am planning to go tomorrow and thursday. Wednesday night I MAY be going out for a friend's birthday drinks but its G's friend and if he's working late then I won't go and will go to the gym instead. Friday night we're off to Edinburgh for the weekend and I will be VALIANTLY trying to keep it together for the last week. With so much socialising to come, its not going to be pretty.

Sorry for the blah post. Am just not feeling enthusiastic about reaching my goal and I'm SO disappointed. Scale Gods, if you're listening, I would love you forever if you could just let me reach this goal. Sincerely, WideBride.