349.2lbs
Yep, for those following along, that is a change from the last weigh-in of 0.0lbs. No weight gained, no weight lost, 1 week, 7 days, nothing.
It’s taken me a few days to write this up because at first I was gutted. Any other week, any other situation and I may not have been as bothered, but it was the first weigh-in after being off of Mounjaro. I know I hadn’t gained anything, but the week before I had lost, this week nothing, will next week be a gain? Am I going to just be another person propping up the stats that show the majority of people regain a good chunk of the weight lost when stopping Mounjaro?
Having had time to reflect I can see why the number on the scale was what it was. I’m still disappointed, but being realistic, I didn’t have the best week as far as the diet goes, not because of being off of mounjaro, but because it was a week full of distractions. We took the eldest to his first adults only night at a free play arcade, and ate there. The football on Saturday was an early kick off which meant we were out of the house before lunch, so at the ground we ended up sharing some chips. Sunday morning we went to a market (advertised as a car boot sale, but far from what the great British car boot used to be, I’m trying desperately to not go on a rant about this) which meant being up early, so ended up getting some breakfast there. Whilst none of the decisions on their own would have been much of a problem, stack them up 3 days in a row, immediately before weigh-in day, problem.
Well, there’s not much I can do about it now, just stick to the plan, try to avoid the easy options when out and about, and use the fear of ending up just another Mounjaro statistic as motivation to keep going.
Anyway, on to a more important issue. What the hell happened to car boot sales? There was always a couple of people taking it more seriously than everyone else, trying to make a genuine income from being a car boot trader, with tables full of Lynx Africa roll-ons and Guccii/Versachi/Prader purses, but aside from them you always got the impression that the thought was “I’ll sell what I can and anything left goes to the tip on the way home.” On Sunday I think I am understating it when I say it was roughly 20 professional traders for every 1 person selling the stuff from the cupboard that hasn’t seen daylight in over a decade. There were genuinely traders selling things for more than they are sold on the official website. I guess this generation will look back fondly on the linked of Vinted and eBay the way my generation looks back on car boot sales. I just wish they would stop trading on nostalgia and call them what they are, markets. If traders are turning up with a transit van kitted out with stock display shelves so all they have to do is flight the doors open, or setting up a pitch with clothes rails taking up a bigger footprint than the average family home then it is NOT a car boot sale. Rant over, for now. On the positive, no need to get up at 6am on a Sunday again to get there before all the bargains are gone. It was a yummy sausage and bacon bap though.