Highest point reached regaining:83.8 kilograms. 184 pounds.
This morning's weight: 83.0 kilos, 182.6 pounds.
The most vexing part being that the rapid rise came after things ought to have been back to normal after the flooding in June. Not while we were off plan due to being unable to cool, wash or cook fresh food. Which either means that the results of that week were taking time to materialize, or I didn't get back on the wagon asap.
Most likely, it's the latter.
If mentally kicking oneself counted as exercise I might have an easier time getting the regain off again.
Four point six kilos up from the lowest point last year in May. 10.12 pounds.
The seventh part of what I had recondensed.
If I had needed a reminder ( obviously, I did ) that I cannot must not may not ever return to eating the things I used to eat, this is it. It had taken me almost two years to get down there. Losing, statistically, fifteen weeks worth of distance already covered to being less careful for one year and just one month of not being careful at all goes a long way towards demonstrating just how fast the other sixty pounds might be back.
So, back onto the rails.
As DH is out of town once more, I have started doing a protein fast, with nothing but protein shakes for the next three days minimum. Not a sustainable way of living, but the point is that I must get off carbs again.
I'll be posting my daily weigh-in results to keep myself accountable.
The one thing I want to regain is the ground I lost this year. Being halfway through it already, that may mean I won't be able to reach my goal by next March any more. But I keep trying.
Julia
