Warning: This is probably not the best blog to read if you’re easily offended by language or looking for some happy thoughts. I figure, we’re all adults here, or should be, and more importantly, my blog, my thoughts.

So after the elation of reaching the 5 stones, the next week, I lost a further 2 pounds. However disaster struck! In just 9 days from Saturday 17^th July, I gained 5 pounds back, that is 2.3 Kg. WTF!! It is totally pointless deluding myself if the weight gain has been my fault by pretending that it isn’t, but absolutely 100%, this has been unexplained. I have been exercising as usual without fail, 5 times a week, and as usual, twice a week with my trainer Michael. My food and drinks intake, which are tracked carefully in my food diary, have also been good.

Losing weight to a healthy size, is the only thing that I haven’t succeeded with in my entire life. I’m not afraid of hard work, and I work my freaking arse off. I can handle plateaus and I can pretty much handle everything that happens with this difficult weight loss journey of mine, but inexplicable weight gain, seriously pisses me off!

I’m not a violent person but if I hear one more clueless idiot generalise that people who are overweight are like that because we are lazy and only need to eat less and exercise more, I will smack them one or at least give them a freaking mouthful! How about those of us who have medical reasons for weight gain and try our hardest and still struggle to lose weight if the one-size fits all solution is simply to eat less and exercise more? I have exercised hard for more than 15 years (never less than 4 times a week) and certainly in the last 2 years, 5 times a week, without fail, come rain, shine or holidays. Similarly, I have carefully and accurately recorded every single thing that I eat and drink religiously, even on holidays, birthdays and Christmas. It doesn’t mean that I am a saint and don’t have days off my eating plan, of course I do, but even those days, I ensure I complete my food diary.

I have no doubt whatsoever that my eating plan works. Modesty apart, I know my stuff when it comes to exercise and nutrition. In my bedroom alone, I have a library of 12 books on weight loss, let alone other books and countless magazines that I have acquired over nearly 20 years of struggling with my weight. I have also designed eating plans that have successfully helped many other people lose weight and more importantly, keep the weight off. And yet, when it comes to myself, my body chemistry continues to fail me.

This journey is fraught with difficulties and in weeks like the last week, I forget my achievements so far, and I despair of it. But the alternative is…there is no alternative. So pity party and rant over. Back to talking it one day at a time, carefully monitoring and tweaking my food plan, exercising hard and telling myself that the changes I’m making in my life are lifetime plans, not merely until I get to a certain dress size.

But it will be so bloody helpful to keep seeing consistent results that reflect all my hard work!

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