There is a reason why the word 'die' is the major part of the word diet. It's a killer! After losing 4 pounds since the first of the year I had a total break down last night. John walked in the door after work yesterday and I said, "You are going to take me out for pizza tonight!!!"
Yes, it was a demand. NOT a request. I had given up all the good tasting food since New Year's Eve and couldn't take it any longer. Drinking water is so tasteless! I don't know why it is so dang hard to control eating - or should I say change eating habits.
I felt much better after sharing a small pizza with John. Yes, there was a twang of guilt, but I got over it. Perhaps eating a salad with the pizza helped me justify my consumption of the pizza.
Today looks much brighter. Cross your fingers that I can be successful in this journey. I would like to be much lighter before anyone has to try and carry me to my grave. Dead weight is the worst!
