So it's the last day I can eat whatever the hell I want... so I am. Croissants for breakfast, burger and chips for lunch, and dinner is yet to be decided but I know the dessert will involve Tinm Tams. I know some people might say it would be better for me to not go crazy and indulge, but honestly I'm enjoying each meal as a 'last hurrah'. I know that while I eat each one I'm conscious of the taste, the sensation, the feelings it invokes. And so far I'm not feeling any joy from any of these foods. Good sign!
I've been to the supermarket and stocked up on food for the week - lots of vegies (no fruit - it's full of fructose!), chicken and beef, and enough cheese to keep a tribe of mice happy. I'm upping my intake of fat to compensate for the lack of sugar, and my research tells me that not only will it curb my sugar cravings but it will also keep me feeling full.
When I was feeling virtuous I would stock my fridge with low-fat dairy. Skinny milk on my cereal for breakfast, cheese in my lunch wrap, strawberry yoghurt for dessert. Unfortunately the reality is that by taking the fat out they had to compensate for the taste... so they fill it with sugar. And then I would wonder why I wasn't losing weight. Funny that.
I'm actually looking forward to tomorrow. I like having yummy food to look forward to, a fridge full of good food, and knowing that I'm doing something positive for my health. And I get to be a smug cow about it... but just to myself. And this blog. Promise.
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