Something I've learnt to do when stepping on the scales is psyching myself up for the worst possible outcome. Every week I get on and prepare myself for a gain. It seems kind of silly but it means that if nothing changes, I'm half prepared.
When I do get on the scales, it always comes as a total shock to see the numbers slowly going down.
5lb off this week! I was not expecting that at all. 2 or 3 is what I usually expect as a loss.
I'm really pleased with how my journey is going. The end is nowhere in sight but that's not stopping me. Each week the numbers are changing for the better and if I hadn't of started this, I'd still be nearly 1.5st heavier then I am currently.