Well I can safely say that I made it to Day two. Now I realise that doesn’t sound impressive at all, but trust me… it is. If I have made it to here the rest is going to get easier and here’s how I figured this out:
- I had to come clean about the fat that I actually put some (1/2 – holds breath) back on
- I had to tell people around me that I am back on the program. I felt somewhat like a failure (although I didn’t as well – doesn’t make sense I know)
- I had to book the appointment. Ringing up and making that damn appointment was hard – an admission that I didn’t do it. (of course they were just lovely and supportive and all that stuff was going on in my head)
- The thought that I am going to have to ‘be without for so long’ – now that’s just a thought (POD in his terms) and I will not be without but that one statement running around me head had me head to the fridge on many an occasion.
And now I find myself in the meat of Day two and it’s not so bad. I have my meal plan broken down and I am tracking it daily (you don’t have to do this but I find it keeps me on track).
I woke up this morning feeling lighter. Not on the scale but in my head. And like I said before, that’s the hard part.
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