In a new weekly feature, Her.ie newbie Liz is going to share her weight loss journey. She’ll be filling you in on fighting temptation, her willpower struggles with the cocktail menu and taking painfully slow steps towards regular exercise. All in the name of a dress.  _____________________________________ Hanging on the wall at the end of my bed is the constant reminder I plan on shedding nearly two stone this year. I also plan on marking the trials and tribulations of ‘trying to be good’ – the favourite saying we all tout, and quickly replace when a cake is put in front of us.     Week 29: Struggling To Stay On Target…   In the words of S Club 7, this week I learnt that I had to “Bring it all back to you” or, well, me. I may be writing this while eating a pack of giant buttons (because I don’t do things by halves) and topping it all off with a mug of tea. So I’m putting my hands up and admitting it. I’m struggling. I’ve lost my modjo. I’m almost half tempted to buy a professional looking onesie and make it my uniform. In other words – I’m fed up. This week I went up three pounds. And I was close to tears. Frustration knows no bounds when you feel you’re going in diet circles and ending up less than satisfied with the results. For the last five months I had an end-goal. I had a zipper I needed to make fit and when it did? Well it was incredible. But it was also my diet downfall. I lost the reason I had quite literally staring at me in the face when I woke up from when I was going to bed. I took the dress from the wall at the end of my bed and nestled it in my wardrobe. And now I find myself tucking into chocolate, having ‘treats’ which probably can’t be classed as a treat when I’m eating them through the week, and not exercising. I had a take-away and guesttimated the entire dish and glass of wine was still only 30something points (because no oil, fat or sugar was included… or at least that’s what I told myself.) So to go back to my 90s hit, I had to bring it all back. Why I wanted to start the lisfestyle kickstart, what had been my motivation and where I planned to take it next. The truth was I was never very happy with my weight and it had sky-rocketed. The second was that when I finally hit my first goal (not the actual goal weight), I told myself all the hard-work was done. I hadn’t considered that a severe lack of motivation, some late nights and eating rings around me would start undoing all my hard work. I just realised I had my big reveal eight weeks ago, and now I’m feeling a lot like I’m back at square one. I know I’m not, but I guess I’m feeling a little down and very self-aware. I don’t want to start going back to that awkwardness and I don’t want to see the pounds creeping back up. So I’m taking out my tools – the food scales, the planner, my points planner, lots of lunchboxes for prepared meals and I might even venture as far as making point-free soup. All hints, tips, recipes or weight loss inspiration are welcome. I’m going to need it. This week’s stats go a little something like this – Height: 5ft 8 Starting Weight: 174 lbs Current Weight: 159 lbs Weight Loss To Date: 15 lb Goal: 148 lbs Feeling: Very disheartened The Dress in Question… NOW FITS!!