Its now over 3 months since I started intermittent fasting to lose weight and get slimmer. I love my curves (to an extent) but want them to be smoother. I’d rather a curve than a roll. I want to fit my summer clothes this year. And, I need to lose weight for surgery.
There’s no doubt I’ve been mucking about with my food and alcohol intake. over the last month or so. Following a strict plan is fairly easy for a month or so but keeping it going is really difficult. I know from the initial weight loss I experienced in January that cutting out starchy carbohydrates works for me. But I do like bread, pasta and potatoes. I like rice too but find it easier not to eat than the others. So, during February they snuck back in. First at weekends and then in the week. In terms of alcohol I only gave that up at weekends but that too snuck back in.
I only lost 1.5lb in February (after 7lb in January) and last week I put a pound of that back on. You’d think I might have spent the weekend eating salad and drinking water, but no. I binged even more including having sweets and cake on Sunday. by Monday morning I was 4lb heavier than I’d been on Friday. This brought me up short and I have decided to stop the rot right now.
The interesting thing of course is that much of that gain must have been water because 2 days of strict intermittent fasting, LCHF and no alcohol has lost me all 4lb. So, I can head on to the official weigh in on Friday and at least lose what I put on last week.
This weekend we are away at Eroticon and so will be staying in a hotel, we won’t be home till Monday. I know what I need to do and what I don’t need to do so I am going to try hard not to undo all of the hard work of this week.
Firstly, I’ve ordered a gluten free lunch at the venue. I’m not gluten intolerant, but I know there will be lots of sandwiches, pastries and processed stuff. So, this seems the healthiest option. I am going to try to make healthy choices for dinner and drink plenty of water with my wine. The danger zone will be Friday and Saturday nights, the social events. I start with good intentions, but once I’ve had that first drink or two they go out of the window. But if that’s the worst that happens, I won’t beat myself up. I’m there to meet with friends and fellow bloggers, learn stuff and have fun.
I’m in this for the duration. I want to be able to look at myself in my smaller clothes and smile with satisfaction at what I see. I want the plastics team at the hospital to tell me I can go on the waiting list for surgery. Plus, I want to know I am doing what I can to be as healthy as I can be. I want curves I can be happy with.