Slowly, slowly...

I had a goal in mind. Lose 9.5lb in 25 days. Can't be that hard right?! I have my holiday at the end of the month, I thought it was a good enough challenge for the timescale. But this is me we're talking about. Not only am I slow to lose weight anyway, I also hate restricting my diet too much. A nice, normal achievable goal for me is 1lb a week, then I can still have a few treats, so long as I workout, too. There was pretty much no way I was going to achieve this - still, I set my mind to it. How good would I feel on the beach on holiday if I got to my goal?! Well, turns out it wasn't to be. Friday weigh in one - maintained. Friday weigh in two - down 2.5lb. Hallelujah! Friday weigh in three - down 1lb. Friday weigh in four - up 1.5lb. WTF?! As you can see, I didn't make it to 9.5lb. As I realised I wasn't going to reach my goal, I did the unhealthy thing and decided to beat myself up about it. I thought to myself - "If only I'...