This is the twelfth week in my life without food.
OK, so week eleven wasn't totally without food. I took a few days off from "the project" to enjoy a little R & R with my husband. Once again, I didn't go as crazy as I could have gone but I did eat a little, drink a little and enjoy a few of the finer things in life. It was fun!
The more I can say no to certain old trigger foods the better I feel. If I don't eat the first chip I am fine. I miss chips and guacamole but I am getting by just fine without them.
It's weigh day followed by fat class. I keep thinking this is going to get easier but it's not going to. Same old decision every day, to eat or not to eat. Some days I make the "right" choices and some days I just have fun. That's life...damn it!
I am waiting for the scale to tell me how much fun I had. It rarely lies and as far as I am concerned it's just a number...wow, I almost believed that.
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