Is that right? Am I almost halfway through this thing? I weigh in tomorrow, but am not expecting a big loss. It seems that the pounds want to remain on my arse and I'm just dealing with it. Freaking out is pointless and giving up is not an option.
I found out my "key" to overeating at a meal. Sometimes I get full after three bites of something, but because I'm worried that I'm not getting enough and might perhaps become deprived for five minutes, I continue to eat. I am guilty of eating when the full feeling hits. So my revelation this week was that I WILL be eating again in two hours. It may seem incredibly simple, but for me, this has been really effective. I'm so programmed for "last suppers" and "ohhh...it's so good, I'll never have anything this good again", that I end up gorging myself. And guess what? I've learned quickly that there ARE indeed things that taste better than whatever it is that is in front me.
Workouts are strong, though my shoulder exercises are still the most difficult for me. I had no idea just how weak my shoulders were. Apparently, my biceps have been taking the brunt of the load. Legs feel good, but are still a far cry from Barbie...Barbie never had Man-Calves. Wretched doll.
Life is good for this body!
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