I weighed 199.5 again this morning; I guess I expected to be up from yesterday’s weight. Four pounds just seems like an awful lot, and when I’ve lost weight before there’s been an initial loss followed by a quick gain of maybe half the weight that was lost. So I’ve been expecting that.
Yesterday I actually ate quite a bit — well, that’s how I thought about it anyway. When I added it up it was still less than 2000 Calories, including the oil. But I was hungrier yesterday than I have been in the past, and it seemed to coincide with two things:
- Not drinking a cup of coffee early in the morning
- Starting to perceive a taste in the olive oil I’m using
So I drank coffee again this morning, and I held my nose both times I took the oil, which prevented me from tasting it at all. And so far today the appetite suppression has been much stronger. At work I went and stood in front of the vending machine for a while, looking at everything that was on offer. Normally that would be tempting fate; normally I could go for 75% of what’s in that machine at any given moment. Today I stood and looked at each individual item and thought about whether I wanted it. The answer was always “no.” I was a little more ambivalent about the big Snyder’s pretzels, but I considered that I probably wouldn’t want more than one of them, and decided it wasn’t worth buying a whole bag.
For lunch I had a spinach-based salad with low-fat dressing (which I actually desired more than the fatty dressing, because it made me a little queasy yesterday) and probably a cup of sekihan. I skipped breakfast and I’m absolutely stuffed.
It is so cool to not be afraid to look at food — to think about how delicious it probably is, and then to not feel compelled to eat it.
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