A nutrition experiment that failed miserably
I have already written about how two days into my holiday my mobile phone reset itself and all data was wiped out.
I saw this as a sign to let go and try not to make a note of absolutely everything, and also told myself that I might not need to keep a food diary any longer. It's been years since I was overweight and surely I can now listen to my body and stop eating when I'm full, right?
Right my (huge again) arse! I have put on almost a stone in a month. If memory serves me right, it will take me twice as long to get rid of it (and it gets harder and harder as I get older). I know from experience that it is going to be a pain, with privations and sacrifices - and this is exactly why I had been keeping a food diary for years, so I could monitor my weight and take action immediately if the scales showed their unhappy face in the morning.
I had a previously planned dinner out tonight (absolutely delicious, I've got very talented friends who can do wonders with vegetables), and a previously planned weekend away visiting friends tomorrow and Sunday. And then it's probably going to be nil by mouth until Christmas.
Saturday 22 September 2007 at 7:27 am
Me too!