Autumn Weigh-In

Hullo Everyone.
I'm genuinely sorry that it's taken me so long to update this. When I last was weighed back the Summer I'd basically shifted 3 stone, then stagnated and started to put some on again. I guess I'd accomplished my primary task in fitting into a slightly-less-like-a-marquee suit for the wedding, then lost my focus a bit.
At that point Nurse Jackie had told me that she didn't want to see me again for a while, and wanted me to seriously consider having a gastric band. Well, I considered it, and bluntly now as then I have absolutely no wish to sink to that resort - I see it as something of a last resort.
Anyway, I was well overdue to go and be weighed again, and last Friday I went. I had far from high expectations, and was prepared to have lost a lot more ground. For me it was just a question of how much weight I'd put on. I was genuinely nervous that I may need to go on the special pregnancy scales again.

Anyway, I perched on the normal scales, they went up - and stopped. Stopped at exactly 190kg to be exact. (Basically 29st 13lb) Far from sylph-like, I know, but still under 30 stone, and I really was both surprised but happy to still be there.
Jackie too was really pleased - even to her it was something of a minor victory in that while living basically normally I'd actually managed a fractional loss - a sign that I's stabilised from the nearly-constant weight gain that has been going on for
most of my life, and certainly the last 15 years.
Another fun thing was that when I visited my dappy-but-generally-lovely Auntie afterwards she asked whether I'd been wearing the bulky jumper I was in on the scales. Why yes! And normally I'd just be in a t-shirt; it promptly went on her kitchen scales - and that honestly weighed a couple of pounds!

So where to from here? I'll be seeing Jackie in next in a couple of Fridays, and then again a couple of Fridays afterwards. If I can lose a bit of weight living normally, then let's see what I can do over the next month making a proper effort again...