Jesus Christ, this holiday lark is hard work!!!
My food diary is alarming to say the least .... days that come anywhere close to being on plan seem to be few and far between, and the days that I can't even add up the points for, because my mental arithmetic isn't that good, are far too many. Still, I'm hanging in there, writing it all down, and trying to make better decisions each time and learn from my mistakes.
It's difficult, because I'm travelling with one non-dieter, and one on-holiday-dieter, so if I hark on about it too much, or want to be too different and awkward in my eating patterns, it irritates them. Which basically leaves me with the option of making the good choices where I can, and giving way the rest of the time. God only knows what the damage will be when I get home - frankly, I'm not sure I want to know. I'm highly tempted to not stand on the scales for a week and hope it all goes away, but that's just denying the truth, and I think I deserve better than that.
Aside from that grumble, the holiday is fabulous. The weather is blazing blue skies everyday and crushing heat in the 30's, but I'm kind of getting use to it, or at least learning coping strategies. Tomorrow's our last full day and we're heading out on a full day boat trip to the Kornati Islands, which are a national park here with loads of snorkelling and swimming opportunities when the boat stops.
On a positive note, I've seen photos of myself in a bikini this holiday that make me think that maybe things aren't so dire anymore and that progress is being made. That was possibly the one thing that I was dreading above all others.
Whilst I've been diarying this holiday, and mulling things over, and also discussing with Jo, we've decided to set ourselves a challenge for Egypt in November. It's 2.5 months away, and I've been challenged to aim to lose another stone by then to take me down to 12.5 stones, or 4 stones lost. I've also been challenged to try and drop down to a size 14, which is one dress size smaller than I am now. Jo, in turn has been challenged to lose just over another half stone to get her under 12 stone (she's several inches taller than me so is already very close to her ultimate target weight, hence the smaller loss for her challenge). In addition, I've decided that I'm not going to make any excuses, I'm going to get home and sign up for the Biggest Loser Challenge at my gym. I reckon I can use all the extra help I can get!
More tales from Croatia when I get home, plus photos.
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