The last time I weighed ( a while ago), I was pushing the 12 and a half stone mark, but I knew that at least a little of that had shifted, thank goodness.
So there we are this morning after agreeing to weigh in every Saturday morning. Ali is putting me to shame and doing well already, so I had my fingers crossed that my starting point would not be higher than I had anticipated.
Anyway onto the scales I jumped and read the little digital display which told me that I was 12st 3lb, so that is certainly going in the right direction, phew.
Ali insisted that clothes make a big difference, but I am going by the clothes on weight to save having to strip off each week when I forget to weigh before getting dressed. I tend to ignore my husbands knowledge and wise words, after all he is a man, and they are not that bright ( although they think they are). My darling other half was insistent that clothes aid an extra 3 to 4lb, now to me that sounds like a heck of a lot.
Turns out he was right ( for a change), the scales do indeed read 12st when in the nudey, so that's 3lb of clothes weight. If I am having a bad week I will have to be sure that I wear very little on weigh in day, just to keep up the motivation and positive reduction in weight.
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