I would like to say today that my recent realisation that this is a lifestyle I’m creating here rather than a diet to get me where I want to be (and then thus to be dropped) has made everything simple again.
Well, it hasn’t.
It’s that time of the month in lady land and it’s been hard. I don’t know what it is about this month, but the cravings have been hard to deal with. And it’s not even just sweets, which are fairly easy for me to avoid. I just want to EAT.
I’d like to say that my recent ravenous hunger is due to pregnancy, but I’d be lying. I can pretty much only blame the hormones. That being said, I think I’m actually doing okay in the long run. Sure, I’ve done some not-so-great things like turning to chocolate for comfort when my evil kitten decided to forget all his training and drive me up the wall. But there are good things, too, like opting for a Subway 6-inch and skipping the drink and cookie instead of going for a larger and/or more fatty meal. There was also going clothes shopping and letting the ‘ugh’ moments be motivation to keep getting healthy instead of a reason to go into a depressive mud cake bonanza.
So, I’m not there yet and don’t plan to be for a while, but I’m satisfied with where I am at the moment. I’d rather be happy where I am than just satisfied, so I’m keeping on truckin’, but satisfied is a lot better than unhappy.
May I just say that I enjoy seeing my dietician much, much more than I like going to see the doctor’s I have seen otherwise. My dietician is very nice and pleasant to talk to.
I apologize for what is going to turn into a flood of posts. The internet slowed down by heaps earlier this week and is back to speed only today.