Feeling reflective today. Not entirely good.
Let us begin from the beginning of today.
Yet another day waking up feeling like I am floating on a cloud of comfy gorgeousness. So sleepy, dreamy, distant that the thought of working flexi hours just isn't enough pressure to drag my tired ketatonic ass out of my pit. But it's weigh day! I know its not going to be the result i expected but i am still so curious to find out this weeks magic number. I wake up to pee, 6am. Then 7am. Then 7.45am. I use the fact that my son has probably forgotten to brush his teeth as an excuse to call him from my pit and send him to his duty. After all, no point me getting up until he's finished with the bathroom....... just a little while longer........
The cat is curled up in fluffy bliss, reaching his white socked paws out to me for attention. He may as well say "Don't go to work today, lets just lay here and snuggle up all day long" Dammit if he could just come up with the perfect excuse to not go to work that cat would have me!!
The fear enters me just before 8am (I intend to start work at 9am). I get up and pee one more time then hop on to the scales. Four pounds off!! How the hell did i manage that?? Last friday I was weak, my husband was weak! We ordered an expensive take away, that we really couldnt afford in £s or Lbs. But we had it, I LOVED IT and I kinda regret it purely for the fact that I've been craving it ever since.
So armed with my successful weigh in and my phone whilst sat at work this morning....it's friday morning....I am so freaking tired. Ketosis has kicked in, yeh my muscles are figdetty and i wanna get up and do stuff but honestly work is the last thing on my mind right now!! So I incessantly text my husband. About the weight I lost. About the indian we had last friday after weigh in...... about the atkins pizza i want to make tomorrow night. My imagination is running away with me about how i can cheat and mess with my diet without gaining anything. Stupidly the only plan in my genius head is "Carbs tonight then protein over the weekend, i'll be back in ketosis by tuesday"
Do i really want that kind of weight loss? 4lbs a week? I could probably lose that just working out like crazy but i guess i can't be bothered.
Looking back on today and why binging has crept into my brain despite being very deep in ketosis. I had a revelation whilst walking to work this morning. What if i lose weight and become ugly? What if i suddenly look old? What if i lose all this weight and I'm still really unhappy? What if...... it's almost like the cliche that actually i am eating because being fat is a safer place for me to be? That's so stupid, makes no ****ing sense but .......what would i do?
Anyway I settled on a compromise for my obsession with indian tonight. I concluded that an iceland indian with naan and a few bhajis would be less damaging financially and dieteticly *(new word??)* It wasnt nearly as nice as last weekend which is a great thing.
I've not eaten pizza for several weeks now so i am hoping the craving for that which is admittedly dimished right now will soon dissapear completely.....
I guess I will have to deal with the wrath that coming out of ketosis clumsily and wrecklessly will cause. And the stupid pathetic weight loss that it will cause next friday.
Truth is i don't think it matters how much weight i lose, i am and always will be slightly outcast. Friendly enough to be people's "aquaintance" but i'll never really fully come in to anyone's world. I always have and always will be looking in from the outskirts of every social circle. My weight has nothing to do with that.....being skinny won't help that. But eating has always hidden that fact. No wonder I love food
Anyway if you have read this far then wow your friday night must suck as much as mine!!! But it's just helped me type out some of my feelings so hopefully it'll make some sense if i read it back tomorrow.
out of ketosis, glad of it? Nah ..... Do much about it? Nah..... xxx