I weighed myself today - the students in one of the offices weigh themselves every Thursday.
I was 64.2 kg. Hmm. I'm trying not to be annoyed by that. It's just a number, and a number I want to go up! But almost 3 decades of social conditioning means that it's not a happy number at the moment.
For years (as long as I've been weighing myself - ie, since I was 17 or so) I've wanted to get down to 60 kg. This has never happened, and if I put on healthy muscle (sorely lacking at the moment) then it never will. I'm trying to come to terms with this but I hate to admit, it's very difficult.
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