Boot camp blog- week 13. A big fat FAIL!

I don't even want to write this.
I am pretty disgusted at myself all in all this week.
With Simon away there was a lot more to do. By the time I had cooked, cleaned, done laundry and got all the kids to bed, I sat down at 11pm and could simply not be bothered to start cooking a healthy meal.
I didn't over eat, I just ate, basically fats and carbs and crap.
Things I could get hold of fast. Things I don't eat and miss.Things that stop me feeling dizzy and tired.
Toast was a quick favourite, followed by cheese and apple and crisps with a glass of wine.
Woops.
I felt I had deserved it, as hubby was away having fun and I was graciously holding the fort singlehanded!
The scales were not forgiving.
I haven't exactly put on loads of weight, 1lb I think. However , my goal was to loose 2 lbs. so I am up a pound or two from where I was rather than being down if that makes any sense at all.
Basically I have set myself back two weeks.
I only have nine left and I am STILL seeing a big fat 11 on the scales. I should have been seeing a 10 by now!
This is hard.
Really hard.
I have been doing it for ages, and working my butt off, and still the pounds cling on.
Ten years ago I would have looked like a supermodel by now!
It all gets back to my age.
How I hate it.
So me and my body are again at war.
I will win.
Tomorrow bootcamp re starts after the Easter Holiday Break.
The four children's birthdays are all done. The cake is eaten. The eggs are all gone and I am not buying anymore wine.
I have instead bought a skipping rope, boxing gloves and pads!
Begone my fat waistline, begone.