Ugh, what a week. I've had a cold, in spite of which I've cycled to work twice, I've had a tooth out and I've done a load of extra hours at work (and still haven't got everything done I need to do). On the plus side, it was my birthday on Wednesday (the day I had my tooth out) and I got so many lovely cards and texts and messages and pressie, I felt very lucky and spoilt.
I treated myself to a little birthday present too:
Size eight slim-fit jeans! I've worn boot-cut for about the past eighteen years so this is a serious departure. Especially when worn tucked into boots, but Alastair says they look okay.
Even better, when I weighed in on Thursday - having stuck to 26 points all week in a post-holiday manner - I weighed in at 8st 13lbs, BMI 21.1 and - freakishly seeng as I haven't had liposuction - body fat percentage 21.4%. I have been having my suspicions about the body fat percentage function on the scale I use to weigh myself for sometime and this has not served to allay them! I'm going to start tracking my body fat percentage and seeing what other strange anomalous readings I get!
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