Saturday, 20 September 2008

Day 2 - Friday, 19th September 2008

So Day 1 is finally over and I am hoping that Day 2 will go a lot smoother! I know what to expect now. I actually got up and made a chocolate shake this morning. Damn my head hurts! I know it’s the sugar withdrawal, just like I know that the hunger I am feeling at the moment is the 10am pang when I would normally have skipped breakfast and opt for a kitkat, cereal bar or bag of crisps instead!
So I’m just going to deal with it, and keep drinking water. Oh, yeah the water is driving me barmy. My colleagues found the effects of all the water consumption hilarious. “No wonder they lose so much weight on this diet, Beki” one of them said to me “You’ve spent all day to and from the loo!”
It is having an effect on me this diet. It’s not like with previous diets where I have maybe picked up a sweet here thinking it won’t really matter. I am really conscious when I walk past the cake tin at work that I am not eating conventional food and it would damage the good I have already done. I have no idea why my mind set has changed so quickly, but I am quite pleased it has. I am even feeling more motivated about other aspects of my life. Like for example, having realised that boredom is a trigger for my eating habits, I need to make sure that I keep busy. So I am going to make an effort to de-clutter my house. I am starting on my bedroom this weekend. I’ve been trying to work out ways of earning more money, so I might even start selling some of my accumulated crap on E-Bay. Kills three birds with one stone - I am making money, de-cluttering and I am keeping busy.
And who knows, maybe even it will be beneficial to my diet mentality, when my clothes start getting too big and I can sell all of the too-big clothes and move down a size.
Hopefully, all this excitement will make me forget all about the fact that I have to wait another day before I can have solid food!
On a more positive note, I have not been craving Pepsi today! Bonus!
Having spent the day sorting my head out with this diet and everything, I was feeling quite positive, until my brother and his friend came in! I spent twenty minutes trying to defend my choices in starting the programme. I don’t see why they can’t just support me. Instead they judge me and make me feel guilty. I think the words they used were, “Oh well that’s just the lazy route. I’d just go to the gym”. It just makes me feel horrible. I’ve been struggling and my parents have been so supportive, but the people I live with, who are there most of the time, they’re the ones that need to just say “well done” or “good luck”. All I want to do is jump into the fridge!! My choice is to accept their opinion and move on from it. I never expected my first week to be such a roller coaster. This wall is the toughest I have ever had to climb.

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