You may recall I made a post yesterday about how I did the 777 Challenge for the past week. I even posted everything I ate over the course of the week. You’d think after a week of only using half my syns and being 100% on-plan I’d have a great result, right?
I lost 1lb. One paltry pound.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy I lost some weight – I’m heading in the right direction – but COME ON! All that effort to get a bit of a boost, and it comes to nothing? To say I’m a little peeved is an understatement.
And I would have been fine, but then, while I was making my cuppa, someone asked me when my baby was due.
Yup, that old chestnut again.
You’d think being actually in a slimming group, it would be the one place in the world where one could be sure of NOT being asked that question. Nope – I’m not even safe there!
Let me reiterate – it is NEVER OK to ask a woman if she is pregnant or when she’s due UNLESS YOU CAN SEE A BABY COMING OUT OF HER RIGHT AT THAT MOMENT!
Asking that question is exactly the kind of thing that can send someone into a downward spiral – binge after binge of comfort eating. So, thanks for really putting a dampener on my day. Think twice before you open your mouth next time, OK?
A big thank you to Val, who cheered me up no end and made sure I left the class in a good mood. It’s good to have friends who give you moral support when you need it, and I really needed it today! Thank you, Val – you’re a star!
On a side note, I got my THIRD Platinum Body Magic award today, so it’s a big up yours to those who would try to dull my sparkle today!
I won’t let the shitty moments get me down. I’m going to have another fabulous week.
Have a great week, everyone. And don’t let anyone take the shine off your day!