Well, stepped on the scales this morning and another pound off. Hurrah!
Yesterday, day 3, wasn't too bad. I was having a lazy day at home. Despite a few slightly dizzy periods I felt pretty good. In fact, yesterday morning, if I could have found my sports bra I probably would have gone out for a run. Was freezing cold also, so carrying my hot water bottle around with me and was a bit cheeky and drank some very dilute low salt vegetable buillon. Yum!
I only managed 2 packs again yesterday, which I know is really bad. They taste really... salty? Having trouble getting them down. I'm thinking of making the 80mile round trip to see my nearest Cambridge diet councillor, just so I can have a bit more variety.
It's odd because I don't feel hungry as such anymore. I get the odd tummy grumble which I quash with a good glug of water. I do however keep seeing food and thinking that it looks so tasty. For example, there's a picture in a magazine I have with baked sweet potato loaded with chilli (which I would usually use Quorn for). That's lined up for a meal once I'm back down to target.
I have also been able to reasses what made me so damned fat in the first place. I would say the vast majority of my old diet was very healthy; low fat, low salt, low GI (You should see our cupboards full of wholefoods!) and tons of vegetables. But I have also been able to realise my biggest downfall: Emotional eating & binging.
Before this plan, I would eat healthily Monday to Friday, then at the weekend whilst I was on call or Fiance was at work would literally STUFF my face. Often to the point where I would feel nauseous, but often feeling like I would have to conceal the evidence before fiance got home. For example, a big 4 pack of muffins, well, I couldn't leave just 1 or 2 could I? Stuff the rest down & put the box in the wheelie bin before he gets in. Similarly, a tube of Pringles, a whole tub of Ben & Jerry's, packets of Biscuits, even whole packets of Chorizo & Morazella cheese!!!
So, here I am, thinking of all those yummy foods, but actually able to stop myself from eating them. I know there's lovely fresh bread downstairs & hummous in the fridge, but I have the willpower (Ok, 4 days worth) to say no. Am I actually hungry? No. So don't eat.
I think as long as I can remember this attitude and stay strong I should be able break this viscious cycle of binge-diet-binge-diet. If only I remember that everything is ok in moderation.
Sorry, got a bit philosophical there!!
Anyways, roll on day 4, I'm ready for ya!