In the pink?

Motivation is something I've had by the bucket load so far. In 20 weeks I haven't felt like I wanted to stop or binge on synful foods. This week I still want to lose it, but I can feel my focus slipping, my motivation waning, my will power weak by comparison - and I think I know why.

I missed class on Wednesday.

It was a planned, booked in holiday. Richy had a half day from work for Heather's first sports day and we took them to Frankie and Benny's for tea. I've been making fudgey truffles as gifts. I went out last night for dinner to an All You Can Eat buffet with my friends from work. I didn't drink, and I didn't eat *too* much but I've had 2 nights off and I can really feel it.

This is where it ends.

With a weekend away with school friends in early July I really need to up my game, and I really think going back to class on Wednesday will help. I've long believed staying to class is a massive help and this week is proving it for me. My original plan was to get my 4st award by July 4th. It's certainly not impossible, but it's unlikely unless I get my ass back in gear. I would need 7lb over the next two weigh ins, but let's remember that this weigh in is two weeks dieting, so if I pull it back and get say 4 or 5 this coming Wednesday (2-2.5lb loss over the past 2 weeks) then I'm only chasing 2-3 next week. Doable.

I can talk the talk, but can I walk the walk? I have to. Failure is not an option here. I want to be picking a gorgeous outfit for the Christmas party this year, not sloping out at the last minute and making the best of a bad lot like usual. Last night I went out wearing the new denim skirt I mentioned a few weeks ago (now it finally fits) and before I left I tried on a new pink checked shirt my dad bought me. It was a little snug a week ago and a little less snug last night. It looked fabulous with the denim skirt. Maybe I'll be taking it away with me?

You know I will.