Wednesday, March 31, 2010

The Countdown "13"

Thirteen days until my life without food.

A Venti Americano with an inch and a half of steamed non-fat milk, that's what I get when I go to Starbucks, yum! My husband asked me this morning if I would be able to have coffee once I start my plan, OMG!!!, I had not thought of that and if I can't this is a warning to all, stay clear of me for a few weeks, it won't be pretty.

The panic hasn't set in yet, no hamburgers, no fries, OK. No pork chops or bacon or mayo, maybe a little panic is setting in.

I have 13 days, maybe I should take some time off to graze between now and then. No, probably a bad idea and looking at my waistline now I don't need time off from work to eat, I seem to be doing just fine.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

The Countdown "14"

Fourteen days until my life without food.

My sister asked me this morning if I was scared about my decision to give up food for a while, I hadn't really thought about it in those terms, in my true fashion, I just want it to be over.

I have been on a diet since birth. No really. I've done Weight Watchers (Lifetime Member). I did fen-phen (LOVED it!). I've tried many, many other ways to lose weight even the Karen Carpenter method. You are probably saying, "it's a lifestyle change", well no kidding, I KNOW THAT! It's just that the logical side of my brain and the food loving side of my brain fight like a MF all the time and guess who wins more often...you guessed it.

I'm just tired, all the time. I'm tired of being tired. I'm only 51 and I want to feel better and more energetic. It's time.

Finally, I'm tired of shopping at the Hefty Hideaway for all my clothes, I would LOVE to buy something off the rack and have it fit just right. Hugo Boss here I come.

Monday, March 29, 2010

Preparation

I do this every time, in the weeks leading up to a weight loss self imposed intervention I eat everything in sight. It's kind of like when you stop cleaning your house because you are moving, who cares right?

I am really trying to be a little more positive this time and not go too crazy but the thought of my faves going away puts the fear of loss right up front. I wish I hated food but I don't and probably never will.