So last night you asked me for a goal...and i couldn't see one. See the point. Or why I was worthy of even trying. This positive, bubbly, outgoing, always on the go girl sometimes, just sees black.... This morning I tried 7 different things on to wear. Some of them had gotten too big previously, And this morning I'd accepted that they would probably fit me now....but they didn't. They were still too big!! Maybe I haven't undone all my hard work. Maybe some of this is just water weight from the shite I've been eating. Maybe...just maybe I can shift this quickly and get back on track. But I have to start don't I?! So my goal.... 22lbs down by the 17th of May. That's a sensible 2lbs loss a week. I know I can do that! It's a week by week thing. One day off doesn't mean a whole week of self sabotage. Then. That's it. The end. The end of the struggle. Then it's just a life of eating well 70% of the time and 30% feeling f...