Back on track

Sometimes I feel like this diet is too good to be true. I ate out with Scott and Flo at the weekend (Bella Italian, yum!) plus we had a takeaway last week. I've had bolognese, roast pork, fresh garlic bread and more, and yet somehow I've lost all the weight I had put on over Christmas plus an extra pound, taking my total WW loss to 24.5lb and my unofficial loss to 27lb, just a pound shy of two stone!

I think my motivation levels are particularly high at the moment as I have bought new clothes with my Christmas money, and received some new clothes for Christmas too - all with a size 14 label. The jeans I bought shortly before Christmas are actually starting to get rather baggy already, so perhaps a size 12 isn't a million miles off?!?

I still don't see any difference when I look in the mirror, either facially or in my body shape, and yet I know I am smaller. I have no idea why this should be, though. I just notice my eyes when I look in the mirror, and my smile. After all, those are the only things that matter - window to the soul and all that jazz.

We are going to Center Parcs soon, and I am really looking forward to going swimming without feeling like a blimp, as I am fully two dress sizes than the last time I was there, and hopefully will be two stones lighter too.

Scott and I are also heading to the House of Burlesque show in Portsmouth in February, for a mixture of business and pleasure, so I'm hoping to wear my size 14 steel-boned corset for the first time ever. I've managed the 18 (whilst pregnant) and the 16 (whilst breast feeding, lol!) but have never quite managed to get into the smaller one. Just need to decide what to wear it over/under/with etc. Exciting stuff :)