Ok so Friday I had one porridge pack, then from 5pm started drinking (unplanned night out). I bought a dress last minute (size 10 in oasis wouldn't do up :-() stayed at my friends house and got back home at 1.30pm - hadn't eaten anything since yesterday's porridge. There were loads of leftover food at home. So I had a bowl of stew, then a bowl or rice, the 1 pitta bread, hummus and about 5 dolmas (vine leaves stuffed with rice). And salad. Quite a bit of food. But I was hungry. Actually too much food.
I then had to go out and sort some things out. I did an 18min jog this eve which felt quite good, although felt very hot and unfit. But I felt a feeling like an excited kid at Xmas when I realised I could actually run again.
This eve I had an exante bar and an apple.
I know I said I would avoid alcohol but I was actually at work and thought wow I'm in central London, I am no longer in pain from my back, and the world is my oyster. I never go for drinks with my work friend and the real reason is I'm either marathon training, VLCD-ing, restricting calories, exercising, going to a gym class, or bingeing and feeling too awful to be out. I have missed out on so much of my life already because of those stupid reasons. So I decided to just drink and have fun. And I had a lot of fun.
I do feel a bit disgusted with my size still. And I do intend to do as close to VLCD as possible until the birthday outing next Saturday. Looking forward to lots of water, tea, and another jog tomorrow. I think being out of pain and able to run again has given me a reminder that I can have my old life back. And I just don't want to waste any more or my life missing out, coming home to count my calories. I don't know why I suddenly felt that urge but something within me just started asking why not?!
My friends asked me to come out tonight. To be honest I would hve. But my little sister is sick. So I decided it was right to stay home and look after her. So this way I can also VLCD tomorrow.