Hello everyone and happy Tuesday! I’m actually relieved it’s January 15th, as my b-day was yesterday. I will admit that unlike the holidays, I went ahead and experimented with foods I had not eaten in a long time (7.5 months). I would say “treated”, but the way I feel now it was certainly NOT a treat. I feel like I harmed my body, knowingly and willingly. I will NOT do that again. I feel like in so many ways I am on my way to really being a survivor of food addiction. I actually PREFER eating healthy. I PREFER treating my body as a temple. I would have never thought I would be that person. I used to dream about pizza and sweet treats. I ate pizza for the first time in 7.5 months yesterday and honestly, for me it was “eh”. I’m not saying I stopped eating it, because throughout the day I at my entire 4 slice personal pizza, among many other non-protocol foods since Friday night (birthday weekend, if you will). And it was all “eh”.
I never saw the movie, but I feel like I did my own Super Size Me experiment. I’m grateful I did it, because it proves to me that I’m a different person now, thanks to IP and all of you and many other people in my life.
I’m not even going to step on the scale for several days. I know I’m over 200, even if it’s fake weight. I honestly feel 300 pounds again….sluggish, headache-y, taking antacid (woke up last night with acid reflux….first time since May 2012).
As I had always planned, today I begin again, grateful for the experiment that proved to me beyond a shadow of a doubt that I am a different person as I begin this new year as a 39-year-old. I’m excited to be back on Phase 1 and will rock these last pounds to my goal, and can’t wait to share it with all of you.
Blessings to all on this Tuesday!