Sounds like people are doing well despite the occasional slip-up.
I'm well into my routine, as far as food goes. But it's hard to tell what my weight is doing. it's 10 days since I weighed myself at the doctor, on her scales, and it read 91 Kg. Since then I've weighed myself on mother in law's scales two days ago, and it still showed 91 Kg, so the earlier, faster weight loss seems to have stopped. I've not broken my diet in the slightest nor have I missed any of my diet pills, so I'm wondering if maybe they've stopped working (a few months early!). They're supposed to work for at least 6 months; it's been one and a half (exactly - two foils in a box, second box, one complete foil left).
I still haven't had an opportunity to buy a belt to hold up my jeans - I finally gave up on Tuesday when I found the village op-shop not open (it's only open on Tuesdays). I planned to buy a belt yesterday but ran out of time to visit the 'mainland' op-shop. I can't afford to keep buying clothes so I rummaged to see what I could find. And a miracle! I found some loose-weave cotton trousers, drawstring, which I bought on impulse but which have always been too tight. Now - they're loose but the drawstring is enough. A bit cool for this weather, though. The too-large jeans - I put in the wash and found another pair, a size or two smaller. They're a bit loose but not falling off my hips yet.
I wore a shirt yesterday which hasn't fitted across my bust for several years now.
easy child & BF1 dropped in to stay overnight with mother in law, on Wednesday night. They both are overweight (badly) and have dieted in the past but not stuck to it for more than a couple of months. I think easy child was shocked when she saw me - those white trousers did make me look a lot slimmer. We talked about the diet plus what has forced me onto it. I've suggested she ask her doctor about a couple of blood tests, to make sure she isn't developing insulin resistance. I'm concerned about BF1, that he could be heading for diabetes. It runs in his family, too. easy child's been keeping an eye on her BMI - she says she's now bordering on obese, so she could qualify for Reductil also.
I've been able to increase my activity a little - I try to walk a bit further, but I think I may have reached my physical limit. The extra distance may have just been made possible by the weight I've taken off.
I just finished replanting my vegetable bed for the winter crop. I bought some seeds and seedlings yesterday, husband dug some compost out for me and I've done the rest. Once he and mother in law have finished watching all the Anzac Day ceremonies on TV today, I'll wheel the barrow down to her place and work on her garden down there. Meanwhile, I'll go and weed my front garden. I figure gardening is good exercise plus I get to enjoy the results. And with a barrow load of compost, I can quickly pot up some seeds in the seedling trays I just liberated.
My garden bed is the size of a large dining table. It's got sleeper walls and is full of compost and manure and covered with netting. It doesn't get enough sun, especially in winter, but with all the rain we've been getting it's doing well for water. The crops take longer to grow but it's satisfying growing your own, especially to eat it freshly harvested. I like to grow varieties which are a little different, that you can't readily buy in shops. We've got red silverbeet and yellow silverbeet; yellow beans and green beans. Lots of fresh herbs, broccoli, brussels sprouts, bok choi, carrots, cauliflower.
Overall - I'm feeling fitter, I'm sleeping a bit better (less snoring, I think) and I bend more easily. All I need to do is make sure I keep drinking lots of water, and keep taking my vitamins. The rest seems to be taking care of itself. Of course I still get hungry - the diet pills are supposed to help there, but I've not noticed any drop in appetite. But I think I'm getting better at ignoring it.
Six weeks down (for me), a lot more to go!
Marg
I haven't fallen on my @ss in a couple of weeks, and I only stepped on my teacher's toes twice last class (although I did punch him in the jaw during a spin...sigh) Who said that dance isn't a contact sport?
